CURRENTLY CRYING IN THE BATHROOM LIKE THE HUMAN I AM.
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ーOH FUCK,
that was what you thought. Coughing into your fist, you wrung the towel. Placing back onto your blazing forehead, you sighed. Sounds like you're dying, Miss Girl.
A few weeks have passed, still feeling like utter shit, you thought to yourself.
You guessed that the only thing that made days albeit more bearable was being able to see the guy you've been talking with recently. His huge-ass hat made the sun all more bearable. Like your personal palm tree-- If you can't tell, I'm living on a brain cell tonight-
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Your condition seemed to be worsening by the day, you always went to BuBu pharmacy to see Dr. Baizhu, but it seemed like he was out today and QiQi was off getting Cocogoat milk again.
You just waited patiently inside, rolling on the balls of your feet. Humming a light tune, a lullaby if you will, you waited for your newly registered prescription. Hearing your name being called, you went to the front desk and picked up the medicine. Suprised, you looked at the information and read it over. You usually didn't take about 4 tablets a day, but, I guess you'll start going that according to the information.
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Now, about 4-5 months in, who would've guessed? You were now in a relationship with one of the Fatui's Harbingers. Now that has got to be a fucking shocker.
Sighing for the umpteenth time today, you sniffled. Staring off into the blank wall in front of you, you thought of nothing, okay, maybe something.....
Hearing the entrance click and open, you sluggishly turned around. Fatigue starting to take its toll on your body. With a bit of teary-eyed vision, you could make out the body of your lover. He sat down next to you and placed his head on your lap and let out a content sigh. Smiling a tiny bit, you started to rake your hands through his soft and fluffy hair. He, although always flustered, would tell you the way your fingers felt against his scalp was calming.
As he let out a small yawn, the realization of just how much you felt tired came crashing down onto you.
"Hey, Scara, can we perhaps cuddle? I just... feel really tired..."
"Hm? Er... Ah, sure."
Cheeks tinting with a light pink, he spooned you. Hearing his heart rate fasten, you played with his fingers, in order to calm him down somewhat. He placed his chin on top of your head, kissing the crown of your head.
"Scaramouche, when I wake up, will you still be here?"
"Of course, bunny. I won't leave you."
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Keeping his promise to you, he stayed with you. Blinking his eyes awake, he stared at your seemingly too-peaceful face. Smiling a bit to himself, he remembered what day it was. He even marked it on his personal calendar.
"Oi, y/n, y/n, wake up. Hey... Wake up will you?"
He shook you by the shoulders, your head just lolled to the side. Thinking you were just in a deep sleep, he started pestering you with compliments, which he'd never tell you when you were awake. Poking your cheeks and holding your face in his hands, he stared at you for a moment.
"Please, just wake up... Let this not be one of your jokes... please..."
Although knowing who he was as a person, he wouldn't ever have a reason to cry. He continued to lightly shake you and poke you, then, the realization hit him like a bag of some heavy as fuck flour-
"Oh... I didn't know it would hurt this much losing someone..."
He felt hot tears prick at the sides of his eyes, some running loose and running down his face. Being quick to wipe them away, but it was just for nothing. More would just stream down his porcelain face.
What made this day worse was that he was gonna propose to you, seeing as it was the day you two met. Fuck-- Haha, emotions go brr--
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this had me like "shit, dis cute" and "Haha, gonna go cry my fucking eyes out." but, nonetheless, MY HEART FUCKING ACHES- 🔫🤡
