"Shoma, can I come in?"
Yuzuru knocked on the door.
Javier had sent him a message saying that Shoma hadn't left his room even for dinner, and he's worried.
Silence.
Dead silence.
Only the echoes of his voice ringing in the long corridor with dim lights.
Shoma was in there, he knew that.
He knew the door isn't locked.
But he dared not to walk in without Shoma's permission.
He knew Shoma would hate him for that.
He just stood there.
Until he heard a loud banging voice.
Wait-
"Shoma!"
He flung the door open.
And lost all the temperature in him upon seeing what's lying in front of him.
---Shoma lying on the floor, covered in blood, with a small blade sticking out in his chest.
Yuzuru dropped to his knees.
Every step towards Shoma was like carrying the weight of the whole world upon his shoulders.
"Hey, Shoma."
He tried shaking the body, which was still warm, but got no response.
Except for the blood that escaped Shoma's mouth.
His eyes widened.
The smell of blood filled Yuzuru's nostrils.
"Shoma?"
He sat down on the floor next to Shoma's body, staring at the crimson rhododendrons blooming on those white bedsheets.
"Shoma, answer me."
He laid his fingers on Shoma's cheeks.
"Shoma...why?" he whispered to himself.
"You could have just found me to stay with you, you know...but fine, I'll go find you instead."
He slowly pulled the blade out of Shoma's chest.
But...there's no blade at all.
Only a handle.
What?
"Hey Yuzu." a faint whisper rang.
A hand took hold of Yuzuru's wrist.
Shoma slowly sat up.
Yuzuru just stared at him in shock.
"It's a prank." he smiled.
"Wh-what?"
"I said...IT'S A PRANK! HAPPY APRIL FOOLS DAY!" Shoma jumped up. "Urgh, the fake blood doesn't taste good at all, lemme wipe it off first---Yuzuru?"
The world spun and Shoma found himself locked into Yuzuru's embrace.
"Do you know...do you know how scared I was? I thought I've lost you...I thought you've left me alone in this world..."
Shoma felt Yuzuru's tears falling onto his messy curly hair.
He felt Yuzuru's whole body shaking.
"Hush, I'll never leave you alone, my crybaby..." he poked in Yuzuru's cheeks and nose.
"Don't do this again." Yuzuru sniffed.
"I'm sorry. I won't." Shoma chuckled.
"If you wanna pull pranks, we can do it together."
...
"Hey, Yuzuru."
"What?"
"Are you kidding?"
"No, I'm not."
"Then...who should we prank next?"
And the two of them giggled.
"Maybe Javi?"
"Or maybe Boyang or Nathan."
"Then should we start planning?"
And these 2 little devils started plotting on another skater's misery.
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(RIP to those targets)
I originally planned on writing a sad ending but well...no thanks lol
Or do y'all wanna see the sad ending too?
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Crystal Memories (Yuzuru Hanyu One-shots based on lyrics)
أدب الهواةOne song per shot. That's the rule. Dump me a song and I'll turn it into a Yuzuru story. I do Yuzu+OC and Yuzu+Skater, especially Yuzuvier and Yuzusho cuz they're so wholesome I- You're welcome to send in requests through commenting here or dming me...
