💕Tetora x Mitsuru x Male!Reader: Bad habits (Part 1) 😇

  

"DASH DASH DASH! Gotta run faster before I get my hands on the limited edition bread! Awww man, today is my last chance of buying that glorious yakisoba bread (fried noodle bread)!!!" Mitsuru shouted hysterically. He is now doing his track and field club activities, still finishing his last lap for today.

"Mitsuru, why the rush? You barely drink any water today, you have to stay hydrated before heading to that bakery. " Adonis said (A/N: ADONIS YOU HYDRATED KING I LUV U SO MUCH 💦) while wiping his sweat with a cold towel, yanking his top back and forth to let some gentle breeze to circulate throughly on his chest. "You still have 3 minutes left. The school gates are gonna close at 6pm sharp." Adonis said before walking back to his bag lying on the bench, packing his things and leave the venue.

After 3 minutes later, mitsuru is covered with his own sweat and he needs to change his outfit immediately. Just before he is able to make his way to the nearest locker room, a boy with messy black hair and red streaks stopped him. "That's not cool, man! You are also after the limited edition yakisoba bread, TENMAAAAA?! That bread is EVERYTHING to me. Once it's gone, it's gonna take all my manliness away. I THOUGHT WE'RE FRIENDS, BRO! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?! HOW COULD YOU DO SUCH A THING TO ME! It breaks my heart...HOW AM I SUPPOSE TO TRAIN WITH KAICHOU AFTER THE BREAD HAS BEEN STORED INSIDE YOUR FAT BELLY LIKE THAT?!!" Tetora shouted near Mitsuru's earhole. He is grabbing and shaking his shirt (not caring about his sweat) back and forth, almost breaking Mitsuru's eardrums in the process.

Mitsuru can feel his brain is having a DJ party in there, he shoves the hyperactive boy aside and back away. "TETSU-CHAN, STOP! YOU'RE LOUD AS HELL!!! AND! We're just acquaintances, I don't know you very well! That yakisoba bread is my late-night snack for tonight, I won't let you have it!!!"

"Fine! Whoever dashes to the bakery and wait for the line first wins! You wanna that carb so bad, Mitsuru?! Come on! Let's go! Run. with. me! (A/N: YOU BETTER RUN RUN RUN!!!)"

"Alright, sounds fun Tetsu-chan!!!"

Tetora starts to roll up his sleeves and stretched his arms and legs. He placed his fingertips to the ground, doing the ready-to-sprint position. Mitsuru ran towards him and does the same thing. But then, Mitsuru starting to chant warm-up numbers continuously, making Tetora confused and growing impatient.

"1,2,3,4! 2,2,3,4! 3,2,3,4! 4,2,3,4! 5,2–" / 「一二三四,二二三四,三二三四,四二三四,五二—」

"TENMA!!! WHAT ON EARTH ARE YOU THINKING?!!" Tetora shrieked and is about to pull his hair off his scalp. His expressions looks like he is late for his karate tournament.

"Oh! I am trying to warm up for 5 minutes, so my limbs can be more flexible!" Mitsuru said as he finished it off with 5 more star jumps.

"Didn't you stretch before you started running?!" Tetora said as he facepalmed.

"Sorry my bad, I guess I did— HEY WAIT FOR ME TETSU-CHAN!!!"

It is too late! Tetora already ran to the school gate, the gates is about to close in a minute. Mitsuru dashed at his maximum speed and slide the narrow gap between the two gates, making it out alive.

"So long, sucka! Time for me to peace out, my dude!" Tetora said as he made his way to the school gate.

The two boys are now outside the school, sprinting as hard as they can on the streets. Pushing, bumping and nudging each other to see which one of them is gonna reach the door of the maroon-coloured store labelled with 'Bakery' in bold and cursive letters. The holy light is shining in front of their eyes!

Finally, this is it! The paradise filled with endless pastries and glorious bread awaits us, they thought.

Suddenly, Tetora's illusions and daydreaming are all vanished when he accidentally crash on somebody. The person being knocked felled to the concrete sidewalk. Tetora stood up and looked at the person. It was a boy, looking fragile and covered in bruises on his face and bandages around his limbs. He has (h/t), (h/c) hair and (e/c) eyes that shone like the holy light that Tetora and Mitsuru had witnessed just now. The boy didn't say a word, he only rubbed his head when he got up by himself, doing nothing but holding his tears.

"Hey, are you okay? Your wounds look painful, do you want me to send you to the doctor-?" Tetora asked as he reached out his hand to the boy. The boy slapped off his hand and lightly nodded, he slightly bow at Tetora as an apology and silently join in the bakery's line without saying anything.

The line was long and there is no way that this boy is able to buy a bread in this bakery any time soon, Tetora thought.

"DASH DASH DASH TETSU-CHANNN!!!" His thoughts has been interrupted by Mitsuru, who just got out of the bakery. His hand is carrying a bag of various kinds of bread and sweets while he holds a baguette with his other hand. He waved his hand which is holding a baguette like a glow-stick, signalling Tetora to come back to meet him at the spot. Tetora ran towards him and his face looked concerned. Mitsuru tilted his head as he took out a bite of the yakisoba bread, "What's wrong, Tetsu-chan? Are you sad because you lost?" Mitsuru said as some breadcrumbs on his face and in his mouth are sent flying as he talks.

"No, Tenma. This isn't a problem. There is this dude I just bumped into. Looks like he's not in a good mood today, I'm worried about him. I need to apologise to him right now." Tetora pointed at the h/c boy standing on the back of the line. "The line would be cleared up when it's dusk." Tetora dragged Mitsuru to the line and at the same time, searching for a bread from the brown paper bag.

"That boy needs to eat something. He can't just casually walked up to a line and just wait for it like a normal person, today is chaotic like it's Black Friday or something. I need answers from him. He looks like he didn't eat any meat for several days and also what's with the bandages and bruises on his wrists?" Tetora said as his walking pace began to accelerate and his hands clenching the bread's plastic wrapper tightly. Mitsuru gulped the remaining bread in his mouth and spoke, "You're right! He looks terribly beaten up! I will share some of my bread with him. Nii-chan always says sharing is caring." He wiped off the breadcrumbs near his mouth with his arms and nudged off Tetora to signal him that he could walk on his own. The two boys power-walked towards the boy as the sun is slowly moving close to the horizon and the skies is getting dark.

Y/N's POV

'Y/N-chan! Look at you! You look hideous when you're wearing those dull-looking hoodies and what's up with those ripped jeans?!'

'You look so good in pink, it's suits you really well. Oh! If only, if only you are a girl, I can't wait to lend some of my favorite dresses I wore when I was your age to you! We could've have a bond together.'

'A child should learn how to be punctual, poised, humble to her friends and family...you should learn it, it's a basic etiquette that even morons can also learn.'

'Such a disappointment, your father is pathetic and selfish. He always wanted a child that can be called 'daddy's girl', a child that is obedient and easier to be taken care of. But you crept your way into our life, so he took his anger out on me. You're the catalyst of this mess.'

'WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU, Y/N?! I'M YOUR MOTHER, YOU SHOULD LISTEN TO ME! NO WONDER YOU DON'T HAVE ANY FRIENDS WHEN THAT ATTITUDE OF YOURS GET THE BEST OF YOU!'

'I shouldn't have given birth to you...'

Mom...why would you say such cruel words to me? I'm your son, after all...YOUR one and only son...

"Hey! Hey! HEYYYY~" a raspy teenage voice caught my attention. It is a boy with a red streak on his black hair, the guy i bumped into earlier. Standing next to him is a boy with brown hair and amber eyes. He stares into my soul with sparkles in his eyes, which made me feel weird inside.

I don't know if it creeps me out or call it cute.

"H-Hey...what do you want from me?" I said as I waved my bandage-covered hands. Once I moved them, the dangling bandages on my limbs broke loose, revealing my glass scratches and blueish-green bruises scattered around my wrists and elbows. I gasped and try to grab the bandages from the ground, but the black-haired boy stopped me from picking it up. Feeling embarrassed but at the same time, scared of him because I was thinking he is trying to punch me in the face. I quickly to release my injured arms from his grasps and put them into my baggy pant's pockets.

"Don't worry I'm not gonna hurt you, treat us like we're your friends. My name is Nagumi Tetora and this is my adorable bunny-like hamster, Mitsuru Tenma! Nice to meet you!" I widened my eyes, hearing this polite and sincere words from Tetora is something that I've never expected or heard before.

Those two boys are not afraid to show their outgoing personalities? I'm so confused. What is happening?

I slowly placed my hands onto his.

Wait? Why was I doing that? My body is moving on its own...but something feels welcoming. I don't care about it anymore...

His hands form into a handshake, clasping both of my hands together and shaking them with a quick thrust before checking my bandages. He starts to drag me from the bakery to a nearby park, but it doesn't seem like an abduction is about to happen. That's strange...

Maybe meeting Mitsuru and Tetora is a blessing after all...but we only met each other for one day only. Should I talk to them as if they're my friends? I don't even know them...we're still strangers...

"Hmmm...looks like those bruises on your arms is gonna take a lot of time to heal, what happened to you?" Tetora said with a tender voice. The three of us sat down on a bench together and Tetora's fingers caress my arm. They made its way from my wrists to my elbows.

His greeting and gestures seems very natural, he's genuinely cares about me?! But is it okay if I tell him about what I have been through to him? I'm scared. Mother is going to really piss at me if I tell to anybody.

What should I do???

"It's ok, big brother! Don't force yourself to answer that question! Do you wanna have some bread? It's fresh from the oven, you can take your time to answer it. Oh, by the way, why are you so quiet and always so vulnerable all the time?" Mitsuru asked while humming a tune and handover a massive anpan to me. I grabbed the bread and began to nibble on it. Mitsuru saw me being a clumsy eater and began to chuckled when I got some red bean paste stuck on my upper lip. I blushed due to this humiliation, but luckily Mitsuru shrugs it off and wipe the thick, sweet and tangy filling off with his thumb.

My body froze. What just happened? Is doing this kind of stuff normal?

Third person's POV
"Mitsuru is right! I wanna know too, a boy like you should be developing some manly energy and enjoy your youth! Not gonna lie, I could tell that your condition is completely not normal, man. Your body is deficient in strength and proper health. You're wearing sort of feminine attire filled with frills and pink hemlines and the poorly-trimmed hair of yours are getting all messed up. " Tetora said as he massages both of Y/N's arms for a short moment before he puts his hands onto his. Y/N lowered his head a little bit, he thinks it is the time to tell him the truth.

Hearing him blurt all of those traits that Y/N detested so much makes him realise that he is not only his mother's property and a mannequin. He is supposed to be treated as a child loved by her biological mother, but this twisted maternal love has make him look and act like a dog, forced to smile through the pain and obey her every command. Her mother has the will to control over and break her son's mind.

His mentality, sanity, lifestyle, health, and emotions are all wrapped tightly around her finger.

"Tetora-san, Mitsuru-san. I'm sorry for causing you so much trouble, but I'm not that kind of person that you think I am. I'm not into those clothes that I'm currently wearing and my hair is ruined not because I like them but rather it reflects on how much I hate myself. I should have the chance to make things right, I should have done what is right and figure out what happiness before it is too late." Y/N laid his head on Tetora's shoulders. A tear ran across his face and watered down the comforting flavour from the bread that Mitsuru gave him.

"What do you mean, Y/N-san? You're scaring me..." Both Mitsuru and Tetora asked as he patted Y/N's back, panicking. Mitsuru scooted over and sat more closely with Y/N and lay his head on his shoulder as well.

"I never get the chance to stand up for myself, I never get the chance to make choices for myself. Everything that I do is decided by someone I trust the most and also someone that I hate the most. Thinking about this makes me cut my hair out of frustration and lose control of myself. The more I cut my hair, the more it slowly becomes a habit and a toxic addiction." Tears kept pouring out from Y/N's eyelids. His eyes became broken faucets that couldn't control the flow of those salted water. Mitsuru grabbed a tissue from his pocket and gently pat away the tears from Y/N's eyes.

"Then what makes you feel this kind of corruption inside you?! what kind of monster sabotages and creates dominance over someone innocent, cheerful, carefree and young?! Who told you to follow their rules so they could find pleasure through your suffering and pain, placing scars and trauma that cannot be easily healed all over you?" Tetora cupped crying Y/N's cheeks and bring them close to his chest, ruffling his hair to comfort the poor and emotionally unstable boy.

"I have the answer to that question." Tetora and Mitsuru look at another direction. There stood a woman with a elegant, black dress and wore luxurious makeup. She took off her sunglasses and her piercing eyes gazed at the three boys far across the distance. The sunset at the park is making her irises more intimidating as if there are wildfires spreading all over her eyes, decorating and slowly burning her pupils and scleras with flames.

They are filled with rage and show little or no remorse whatsoever.

"It was me."

Y/N heard this familiar voice. He can already feel the horrifying presence from that woman and do not dare to look at her eyes. Her tone, her walking towards him with her clanging high heels and her silver house keys glittering and forming twinkling noises in the sunset is enough to haunt him. He slowly tilt his head towards her direction, his eyes widened and have guess the correct answer this entire time.

"Mother..."

To be continued...

  

Date finished: 7/4/2023

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