Good Graces - Atsumu Miya · Y/n story by @lilabeeee

The screen of your phone glows in the dim light of your bedroom, casting sharp shadows across Kai’s face. He’s sitting on the edge of your bed, elbows on his knees, head in his hands.

Kai Muragami

Come on, babe, it’s not what you think.

Your thumb keeps scrolling. Message after message. Hearts. Pet names. A selfie of him with some girl from his poli-sci class, her head on his shoulder. The timestamp is from last Saturday, when he told you he was studying at the library.

Kai Muragami

I don’t even like her like that! It was just… it was stupid. A mistake.

He reaches for your wrist, but you pull your hand back, the phone still clutched tight. The room is too quiet except for the low hum of your laptop and the distant sound of traffic from the street below.