un·re·cip·ro·cat·ed

Dictionary result for Unreciprocated:

/ˌənrəˈsiprəˌkādəd/adjective

not reciprocated.

"his feelings for her were unreciprocated."

im not even gonna lie anymore. im not in a good place mentally. my mental stability is up and down and up and down. i cant maintain this book like how i want to...

sorry. im trying :(

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"Hey, (Y/N)?" A voice pierced your ears through the morning dew silence as you sat alone in the kitchen, sipping your tea with tired eyes. You looked up to see Bakugo, surprising you.

"What's up?" You smiled, teeth showing just a bit as you swung your legs back and forth, curious. He sighed, lifting up a piece of paper.

"Is this some sort of joke...?" Katsuki said, eyebrows furrowed as he slightly crumpled the paper in his hands. You felt yourself grow tense at his expression, becoming confused...

"I'm sorry, what?" You said, feeling your throat close up a tiny bit. Why is he acting so different?

"Don't pretend like you don't know what I'm talking about." He said bluntly but quietly, lifting up the paper for me to see as he averted my gaze, looking down at the floor.

It was quiet in the commons area, nothing but the noise of my own heart-rate pounding in my skull, against my ears.

"It'll never happen."

You felt your face scrunch up in pure bewilderement at his seldom words, looking down at the paper.

Your face dropped.

It was... the love letter you'd made for him...?

Your stomach churned as you gripped the counter shakily, knuckles turning white. For a moment you could've sworn time had stopped. You took in everything at that moment; his disappointed and somewhat angered expression, the rips and tears on the page, and the wetness on your cheeks.

"H...How did you...find it..." The words came out in trickles; you felt as though you'd throw up your food if you spoke too fast. This was your worst fear coming true.

Rejection.

Disapproval.

From the person you love.

He opened his mouth to respond, but you didn't hear a word for some reason.

The room began to spin for a moment, your head feeling light as he spoke. A wave of heat hit your body, cheeks flushing red as you reclined against the cabinet, closing your eyes. You were afraid that if you'd open your eyes you'd throw up due to the dizziness.

"I'm... I'm sorr-"

You passed out, your limp body sliding against the cabinets slowly, arms falling from your lap to your sides.

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shitty ending, i know. what do you think happened after you passed out? hmmm...