her heart

a/n: you thought i was actually gonna leave you 😭😭

 HOW WE DOING THOUGH? YOU GUYS EXCITED??

i know i am *giggles*

i am just saying this now, Y/N WILL NOT REST. EVER.

my writing style has also changed a lil

this arc is a lil boring

it focuses more y/n's platonic relationships with people with some lloyd povs, here and there

warning: crying, angsty?, spoiler for the k-drama; true beauty, difficult conversation

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authors pov

00:17 AM. NEW NINJAGO CITY

it's the start of the new year and the princess of ninjago is crying. 

y/n walks in her house, the tears fresh on her face. d/n walks down the stairs, stopping as he sees his daughter. dressed up, looking pretty. wait, she's looking sad. 

"y/n?" he questions, looking at her. y/n's [eye colour] eyes meet his and she bursts into a sob, slumping to the ground. her mascara and eyeliner running down her face. 

d/n rushes over her to, not sure what to do. he gets on his knees and he hugs her, his hands feeling the material of her coat. 

d/n rubs her back soothingly as she continues to cry. henry notices the scene, rushing down to pick y/n back up and take her to her room. 

"i've got it, henry," d/n says, looking up at the older male. henry nods at the mayor, letting d/n pick up y/n who's tired herself out by crying. over her soulmate. her soulmate that doesn't want her. 

henry hoped that they would bond again. but not under the circumstance that y/n is crying. 

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y/n wakes up, her eyes feeling sore. she sits up, seeing some cookies and a hot sweet drink in her favourite pink mug. 

she looks around for sailor, seeing her golden retriever sleeping at the end of her bed. she reaches for the mug, seeing the note was the was under it.

Your dad made this for you, Miss

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that's henry's signature. wait, her dad? her dad made that for her? really? 

y/n sips the drink, reminding her of when her mother was alive and her dad would make this for them both. it's her favourite drink. she sips it, eating the cookie. henry definitely made the cookies. y/n can tell with the pink tint in them. 

y/n smiles before frowning. yesterday happened. or was it really early this morning?  anyways, it still happened. she checks her phone, seeing messages from her group chat, likes from her last instagram post, two missed calls from elena and one from nicholas. 

she turns on do not disturb, putting her phone faced down on her bedside table. 

he doesn't want to be her soulmate. she looks at the heart on her wrist, seeing a crack through it. and at the end of the small crack, the heart goes grey. lifeless. like an actual heart. 

he's breaking the bond. 

tears slip down y/n's face as she hugs herself.

was she an idiot? was he playing with her feelings all this time? that couldn't be it. with all those moments that they shared? that couldn't be it. there has to be something else? something that she's missing. or he's breaking her heart for no reason. 

she sighs, blinking away the tears and getting up from her bed. she'll shower, wear one of her pink snuddies and stay away from her phone. maybe she can watch a drama?

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y/n runs her fingers down sailor's fur as she watches one of her favourite k-drama's. it's called true beauty and it's so good. 

the main character and the love interest y/n wanted her to get with have just had their first kiss! y/n squeals, trying not to move. sailor looks way to comfortable. 

a knock on her door, makes her pause her show. 

"henry? come in,"

"actually, it's d/n," y/n slows her breathing, looking at the closed door. "your dad,"

"oh, yeah," she says, internally panicking. "uh, come in," the door opens, d/n standing in the door way. he steps inside her room, leaving the door open. he isn't going to be here for long. "hey...dad,"

"hey," he says, putting his hands in his grey dress trousers. "uh...how are you doing?" if m/n was here, she would face palm and then slap them both. "because you were crying..." y/n winces, closing her left eye as d/n does the same. "early this morning..."

"i feel a bit better, thank you for asking...dad,"

"right so," d/n motions his thumb back to the corridor. "i'll leave you to...whatever you're doing," he goes to walk off, his mouth making a straight line before stopping. "i was wondering if...after i'm done with my meetings and checking over a new building, we could hang..."

"hang out?" y/n says, literally not able to believe her ears. sailor perks up, feeling the anxiousness of his mama. there's something going on. "why now? after basically two years of you shutting me out?"

y/n has every reason to question him. he knows it. he sighs, preparing himself. 

"i know those two years isn't how you wanted to spend your life," he starts, flexing his hands in his trousers pockets. "and me shutting you out was the worst thing to do after...after your mother died," d/n wets his lips, continuing. "and i don't know how you coped, but you did. and i-" 

"you're talking to me like i'm a business man," y/n says, getting out of her blanket. "talk to me like i'm your daughter,"

and she sounded just like her mother. the funny thing is when d/n and m/n first met, she said the exact thing to him. 

you're talking to me like i'm a business man. talk to me like i'm your friend. 

and then they started dating and got married. 

y/n pats her bed, d/n sitting down next to her. sailor jumps from y/n's bed, pawing and d/n's grey dress trousers. 

"i'm sorry for leaving you without a dad for two years," he says, rubbing his forehead. he pets sailor's fur, the golden retriever barking with happiness. "and i'm sorry that it took you crying in my arms to make me realise i still want to be in your life," 

"you do?"

"i do,"

y/n sighs out through her nose, blinking. she can't cry. she already did yesterday. but everyone keeps hurting her heart. 

"i'll have to think about it," she got so used to him not being there. what happens when he is. she's [eighteen/almost eighteen]. she was [sixteen/seventeen] when her mother died. she's changed. 

"that's more than enough for me," d/n says, looking at y/n. y/n lets out a small smile, d/n doing the same. "i'll let you continue with your things," d/n says, actually leaving y/n's room. he goes to close to door before y/n stops him. 

"thank you," she starts. "for the hot drink,"

he smiles at her, closing the bedroom door shut.