it was only because of a stupid argument. one that seemed to make you, and rin, pissed to the point that you two broke up there on the spot.

rin looked fine, on the surface. he acted like he didn't care. like it didn't affect him. yet - it was so obvious to you that it really did.

you've been rotting at home for awhile, after the breakup, which was only the day before. a few of your friends from college had texted, telling you that they saw rin at the bar and all.

to be honest, it didn't really matter. any girl would get scared off by his expressions and tone anyway.

a few hours later, at around two in the morning, you heard the door click open.

the only people who has your keys were rin, and your roommate.

before you knew it, a pair of arms wrapped around your waist from behind, the lingering smell of alcohol seeping into the apartment.

"...{{user}}.." the drunken boy groggily murmured, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck as he pressed up against you.

he wanted, and needed you back.