The morning came quicker than expected. The sun shined through the curtains, the small rays of light illuminating Suna's room as he peacefully slept. The blanket was discarded somewhere else on his bed, having been thrown off of him in the middle of the night-probably from being too hot.

What Suna didn't expect was for his phone to start ringing so loudly as nine in the morning, disrupting his heavenly sleep. His eyes jolted open at the sudden noise, brain still trying to process just waking up. He groaned, clenching his eyes shut as he blindly reached for his phone on his nightstand, pulling it off of the charger.

"Hello?" His voice was deep and raspy before he cleared his throat.

"Hey, it's Faye," the familiar and soft voice spoke. "I was just calling to let you know that I scheduled an appointment for the test. The doctor told me I'm about six weeks along, so in two weeks or so they'll be able to perform the test."

Suna sat up in his bed, rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand. The let out a soft groan before speaking, "how exactly does that work? Do I need to be there or something?" He asked.

Faye was silent for a few seconds before she spoke up, "yeah. You and Kazz need to be there. They told me they just need like a spit sample or something from you guys. I forgot. But the appointment is on the twentieth at one. I'll send you the address." Faye sighed.

"Yeah, that's fine," Suna nodded. "I'll see you then." He hung up the phone, tossing it next to him on his bed. His eyes were still heavy with sleep as he looked around the room, yawning. Finding the energy to get out of the bed, he walked over to his bedroom door, quietly opening it. Duns wasn't really able to get much sleep last night, not after the fight you two had. It's why he was so tired right now.

A lot emotions and his thoughts kept him awake, but he wasn't going to make an effort to walk into the guest room and try to apologize to you. He didn't need to apologize. Not that this time. Suna was surprised you didn't ditch him in the middle of the night, grabbing your things and packing your bags like you always do.

He just hopes he has a few hours to himself before you decide to wake up. He didn't know whether you were going to bombard him with questions or apologies. Or maybe, you were just going to act cold hearted and close minded like you always do when he wants to talk things out. That's why the argument happened yesterday. All Suna wanted to do was talk things out about what happened at the restaurant, but you decided that it would just end in an argument.

Which it did, but only because everything turned so hostile. If you would've just accepted to talk, to be optimistic and see a different side of things, this morning wouldn't be like this. Instead, you gave Suna the answer he was looking for all along. He shouldn't be hurt by it, he was the one who was itching for an answer and he got what he wanted. Beggars can't be choosers.

But knowing the truth and finding out he was right still hurts him deep down inside. He put so much time, effort, and love into you. Why wouldn't he be hurt? But Suna can't let that stop him now. Choosing to rebuild those walls and pushing you outside of them meant that he was going to start doing his own thing now, focusing on himself and his work. Finally.

He walked into his office, finding his camera and was still sitting on its tripod in front of his chair. His favorite chair. He doesn't even remember the last times he's recorded a video or even took pictures for his site. Maybe he'll do something today, an extra special gift for his loyal followers.

Down the hall, he heard the guest room door open, knowing it could only be you who was awake. Suna rolled his eyes, hoping you would just ignore him and continue on with your day and pack your things to go. He didn't really want to see you or be around you, and this is the first time he's ever felt like this. Ever. He really has pushed you out.

"Morning." He heard your voice in the doorway. He could feel your eyes boring into the back of his head as he tidied things up around his office. He didn't want to give a response, and so he didn't. Suna ignored you, continuing what he was doing.

"Morning!" You repeated, thinking he didn't hear you the first time. As you stood in the doorway, Suna acted like you weren't there, like you were invisible. Out of sight, out of mind. "Are you ignoring me?" You asked, your eyes following his figure around the room.

"I am-was." Suna finally looked over at you, fixing the position of his mousepad on the desk. He quickly walked your way, squeezing past you without excusing himself. Your brows furrowed at his stand-offish attitude, quickly following after him into the kitchen.

"That was rude. You could say excuse me." You blinked. The silence was almost deafening. His back was turned towards you as he grabbed the cereal box off of the countertop. Folding your arms across your chest, you spoke up, "if this is about last night, I said was sorry. I didn't mean what I said about Hiro, Suna."

Suna grabbed the milk from the fridge, pouring it into his bowl to complete his unhealthy breakfast meal. The metal spoon dipped into the bowl before he took a bite of the crunchy cereal. "Okay." He spoke with his mouth full, sitting down on the stool.

"What do you mean 'okay', Suna?" You narrowed your eyes at him, watching as he ate his cereal so casually without a care in the world. "Can stop acting like an ass for just one second?"

Suna sighed in annoyance dropping his spoon in the bowl as he looked up at you. "Yes, I am always the ass and you are always the perfect little princess. How may I help you, y/n? Be quick please, I wanna eat." He folding his hand in front of him as the sarcasm oozed from his words. He couldn't help himself, Suna can get really petty when he wants to, and now was one of those moments.

"Excuse me? Why are acting like this? I apologized to you!" Your eyes widened as his attitude, finding yourself frustrated with the way he was talking to you.

"Yeah, and me and you should both know out of all people, apologies don't always fix things. But hey, I was asking a question and I got my answer," Suna through his hands up in defense. "Now, can I eat?" He grabbed his spoon, scooping another bite of cereal. "Also, you should leave soon because I got things to do. I suggest you call Haru to come pick you up. I'm not taking you home."

With your mouth slightly agape and brows furrowed, you stared at the man in front of you. He was being so nonchalant and sarcastic with you, treating you like a friend instead of his...you didn't really know. You knew what you said hurt him, and it was wrong for you to downplay everything Suna did for you just because you were angry and wanted to get the last word in. But you didn't expect for him to act completely closed off.

"You can't be fucking serious. I get that you're pissed, but why are you acting like this, Suna?" You scoffed in disbelief, eyes wandering around the kitchen as you waited for an answer. At this point, it was like you were talking to a brick wall. Completely still and silent. At least a brick wall would look back at you though.

"Seems like you just answered your own fucking question," Suna stood up from his seat, walking over to the sink to wash his dish. "And let me just say this now, I don't want anything to do with you anymore. I tried, you tried, but we're done. I don't think it was meant to work out."

You blinked, shocked at what you just heard come from his mouth. Now, it's was like you were on the receiving end of the stick. "So after all that crying and pining you did, you just want to throw this away? You want to get rid of the progress we've made? I'm giving you a chance!"

Suna slammed his dish into the sink, "that's the thing! There has been no progress made! I don't know whatever world you live, but let me tell you the truth, there is none. We just keep going back and forth, back and forth. It's a never ending cycle between me and you! Im done, and I know you've been done. I can focus more on my work and you can focus on...whatever." Suna turned away from you.

"Your work? Really, Suna?" You rolled your eyes at him.

"Yes, my work. I can make more money without having to worry about things going bad between us." Suna shook his head at you even though he wasn't looking in your direction. But you were staring at him, and you were listening to every word.

"What do you mean without anything going bad between us? You mean to tell me you're gonna go back to make porn with other girls?!" Your voice was starting to get loud now, the anger flowing through you.

"I'm not doing it to hurt you or doing it out of spite like I did with Faye. I'm over doing that dumb shit, y/n. I'm saying I'm done with this relationship. We've tried. And now that we're not together, there's no need for me to hold back on my work anymore! It's nothing against you." Suna explained. He wasn't trying to be an ass. Honestly. But during the heated discussion, of course you would take something like that to the heart. He's knows what he put you through in the past, but he wasn't doing this to hurt your feelings just because you hurt his.

You scoffed, nearly laughing at him. Suna stood there before turning around to find you pacing back and forth around the kitchen. He didn't have a clue what was on your mind. "I told you I was sorry for what I said, Suna. I am. It slipped out because I was fucking angry. You've done a lot of shit for me! We've had the best times together!" You slowly walked towards him, eyes growing soft.

"Then tell me the truth. Did you feel bad because of me or because you had to leave Hiro that night? And did he really make you feel happier than I ever did-tried?" Suna asked, the bass in both of your voices lowering. Though, the intensity was still there. Now, you were stood in front of him, eyes shut as you carefully thought of how to phrase your answers.

"I did feel bad for leaving him that night. I did. But it was only because I felt shitty for using him. But being happier with him? Never. No. Sure there was a moment of bliss and lust because of the sex, but that's just like getting high. It didn't last. But I can understand why you're hurt, it was fucked up what I said. I'm sorry." You clenched your jaw, scared to make eye contact with Suna even thought you were practically staring at him for the last few minutes.

"I did a lot of shit for you. I loved you. But I also fucked up a lot too, and I know I'm not the perfect boyfriend. But I try and try. But that, that really fucked with me. And I know you said you don't mean it, but to know that after one night he could've had so quick and easy...pisses me off." Suna was quiet, eyes cast down to the floor.

"I know. I'm sorry. I'll go if you want me to go. And if you feel like things can't work out, that's fine too. We tried and that's all that matters." You fiddled with your fingers, leaning against the counter. Suna was silent, tapping his fingers on the edge of the sink as he stood there with you. His silence was enough of an answer for you, and that's what you had to accept. As you let go of the situation, you walked towards the bedroom to grab your things and pack up. You were only supposed to stay two days anyway, but in the back of your head you called this place home.

While in the kitchen, Suna could hear you zipping up your bags. All he did was sit back down on the stool while you quickly packed your things. He heard your shoes against the hardwood floor, walking closer to him. "Bye, Suna." You adjusted your bag over your shoulder, standing there, hoping and praying for him to say something. Suna took a deep breath in, getting up from his seat before walking past you. He didn't even spare you a glance.

He shut his bedroom door, leaving you standing alone in the kitchen before you heard Haru beep outside. You didn't want your emotions to get the better of you, but you couldn't help the heavy feelings in your chest.

As you walked out the front door, you shut it behind you. This was it. You both tried your best, but this only proved that things weren't going to improve. The tension and constant fighting wasn't good for you or him. And both of you had your faults. You weren't going to blame him and you hoped he wasn't going to blame you either. You had love for Suna. You'll always have love for him.

But when he said it was over, that's when you knew it really was. Suna was never the type to back down from a challenge, especially with you, but the relationship was tedious. You'll miss him. A lot. And you'll definitely think about him a lot. The full affect hasn't set in yet, but you know when it does it'll hurt like a bitch. You weren't going to sit there and argue with him about this. And as much as you want to, you don't hate him.

It's done. It's over.

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I don't really have anything to say besides...I know y'all are going to go off on me in the comments lmao. Big question though, would you like a second book?