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Rumi woke up, groggily and over heated, lines of beaded sweat gained up on her forehead as she hazily looked around the room, she registered that she was in her own room, new clothes on too.
Just as the girl was about to get up she felt bile rise in the back of her throat, exhausted she rushed up and ran to her bathroom to throw up. Luckily she made it in time, confusion and worry starts to build up in her as she remembers the last events that had happened with her girls.
Of course I screwed up the one thing they needed me to do.
Just as she was about to throw herself up and go back to the bed she heard footsteps platter against her bedroom door, it slowly creaked open letting the haul light spread in.
“Rumi?..” — She recognized the sound of the girl's voice and quickly came to the conclusion of her being their worried maknae.
Before turning to look her in the eyes she felt a pair of hands wrap around her. Rumi didn't mean too, but she had flinched. Zoey quickly backed away, tears welling up in her eyes.
Rumi immediately felt all guilt swarm into her all at once her heart dropping into her stomach and feeling the urge. Mira walked into the doorway holding a glass of water even though the girl's stern look and nonchalant mask Rumi could still see the flicker of anger that she had expected but the worry? The fear? She was looking at Rumi like she didn't know what to think.
They were terrified of Rumi. Why? Was it the scars, the patterns, the way she always brushed off their worries as "stress"?
They fell into an uncomfortable silence, Zoey and Mira sharing looks at each other as always during something this important and nerve wracking, with Zoey standing there with her lip quivering more tears and words threatening to over spill, finally they broke.
Zoey whispered but it was as loud as her gaze
“..How long have you had.. Those..?” Zoey started but Mira continued, “How long have you been hiding them from us.” A lump formed in the back of Rumi's throat no matter how hard she tried to speak she just could her mouth opened slightly before returning closed. Mira snapped.
“We need to talk, now. I'm fed up with always being worried about you just for you to brush it off as the honmoon, or idol duty. Those things don't make you want to dig into your skin” Rumi felt her skin flush as Mira continued to rant knowing she was right,
“not even talking about the fact that you're covered in patterns. We didn't want to force you to talk, Rumi” she spit her name like a curse. “But it's obvious this is deeper than we thought.” Zoey looked over at Mira, of course she was right but did she half to be so brunt about it? We can't afford the chance of Rumi clamming up or running off Zoey thought. They needed answers.
The three girls sat down on the couch, Mira and Zoey next to each other with Rumi in front of them. They sat in silence, all afraid of breaking it, saying the wrong thing, shattering what's already cracking — Hunter/x, the honmoon, their love, their trust. After 10 minutes of just sitting there, no words except for glances and anxiety, Rumi spoke.
“W-whatever you guys want to ask… I'll answer.. T-truthfully I promise” Sure there was a tremor In her voice, who wouldn't be deathly afraid of this moment? Zoey and Mira looked at each other once again, the red head sighed and took the first question.
“how long have you been hiding them from us.” Rumi caught the way Mira fidgeted with her fingers. She fought past the lump forming up in her throat, they deserve the truth she thought, so the truth she'll give.
She smoothed out her voice and took a deep breath
“My whole life—I was born with them, my father a demon and my mother a hunter.” She looked to the ground no longer even feeling deserving to look them in the eyes so filled with shame from hiding so long.
“So even before we met?” Rumi nodded.
Zoey held Mira's hand and asked the next question,
“Why didn't you tell us sooner?”
“I was afraid of you guys not accepting me” Rumi felt tears start to form
“I didn't want to lose you two I'm so sorry…” it went silent again for a moment. She heard the girl mumble something but it didn't fully register, as Rumi's tear fell she felt Zoey's hand on her chin and lifted her head up towards them, she closed her eyes.
“Look at us”
she opened them trying not to cry anymore and she saw Zoey's own tears. Once the girls saw that Rumi was telling the truth, they continued.
“Does Celine know?”
Rumi felt her whole body tense at the mention of Celine. “Yes, she helped me hide them and told me to cover up. She told me they would be gone once the honmoon was golden”
Rumi could tell she was starting to get more emotional and desperate rather than the robot she was trying to get through, even while being an expert at it because of Celine raising her, her real persona came out. “she said I would be fixed once it was golden and all the demons would be locked out but I would stay- and then, maybe, finally I would actually be able to be around you guys, actually be able to breathe, to love you two. I'm so sorry”
As they were done listening to Rumi's ramble, they had never seen her like they had in the past 24 hours, never seen her so raw. Zoey started just as soon as Rumi finished
“Hey- hey, Rumi it's okay. We're upset that you kept this, but we're more upset that you felt you couldn't trust us” Rumi looked at her, Mira did the same, Really looked at their leader, she felt another thing in her crack. She didn't trust her voice so she just let Zoey continue.
“I did trust you guys I swear I was just afraid” Zoey felt her heart clench, thankfully Mira spoke “I have one more question.” The two looked at her
“Why did you let it get so bad”
she didn't need to specify what exactly, it was obvious. The eating habits, the sleeping, the blood stained bandages in her bathroom trash can. Even appearing when they didn't fight demons.
Why? Rumi didn't know why. Not exactly anyways. It was always something unspoken, the harsh stings of “hide those. ” “cover those up.” “Our faults and fears must never be seen, Rumi.” it was never why it had gotten so bad more so how. How did it not get worse that others could notice, how did it get to this point, how.
In a low voice the girl brought all the courage she had into saying something she had never said out loud before, let alone in front of someone.
“I guess I just…” be completely honest with them Rumi, they deserve it. “felt like I could have hid it.. That it was my pain alone. The burden of what I am—of what I couldn't get the words to come out to tell you myself.. I just.. Tried to push I suppose, do it all on my own like I've been raised to do”
“Oh Rumi”
Zoey jumped towards her clinging onto the sad girl, Mira quickly followed both hugging the life out of Rumi before she even had time to react.
Rumi felt her heart yearn for more as she felt the quiet streams of tears come out of her eyes. They stayed like that for a minute before Mira pulled them apart.
“No matter what it is from now on all of us have to be honest and open” Zoey continued, “Yes! No matter how big or small it is, especially if you're having those thoughts, don't push us out before it's too late okay? hiding it could never be a better option. That goes to both of you”
She tried to say it sternly but her quivering lip peaked through no matter how hard the girl tried.
Mira replied, “You too Zoey, we're always here, okay Rumi?” The two looked over at the girl with the most star struck eyes ever, and even if all of those emotions went away, surely they'll come back. But this time, she'll have her two most favorite girls ever on her side to help.
She smiled the biggest she could then and there and looked at them back, “Okay” Rumi said warmly.