summary : all eijirou wants is for katsuki to like him back, but sadly even if katsuki was gay he probably either wouldn't be interested in eijirou, or a relationship in general.
Notes: hi so I wanted to try and write sad stuff again because I litterally only write fluff and um- it's sad aha I mean I tried my best but idk enjoy?
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Rain is melancholy. It's a bitter and somber melody that plays as crystal blue pearl like droplets fall from the clouds that look more like the pile of dust you get when you sweep then the normal unflavored fluffy cotton candy look.
There's no maya blue, and there's no brilliant fuchsia sunsets. There aren't any birds chirping away and there aren't any spring like marigold butterflies or pollen dusted bees.
Rain is, sad, to say the least. And not a lot of things make it better. But katsuki does care, he doesn't let a bit of water get to him. Because he's happy right now.
He's standing under an alter and he's excited. He's smiling and his facade is down as he watches his soon-to-not-be-fiancé walk down the isle.
Eijirou also watches as katsuki's fiancé walks down the isle. He's excited as well, god he's so excited, he's so happy. And he makes sure to show it on his face as he smiles larger then he ever has.
The vows are said and the rings are on. A certain somebody's last name is now bakugou and laughter and cheers fill the small venue. Katsuki smiles, truly he does, he's happy and even if it's a melancholy day with depressing weather he makes it all up with his smile. He steps away from his not-anymore-fiancé and hugs the shit out of his best man.
Eijirou hugs katsuki back.
Because even though eijirou is still I love with him he doesn't let that absorb him. He watches as katsuki walks down the isle with his wife and he feels tears flow freely down he cheeks. He tells himself they're tears of joy. He's so happy for his best friend. He so happy he got to be his best man. He's so happy for him. But that's only what eijirou's head tells him the whole wedding.
Because when eijirou says his final goodbye and wishes the couple a happy marriage. When he gets in his car and drives back home. He knows that they aren't tears of joy anymore. He sobs. He screams in his car once he's on the backroads and he has to stop on the side of the road for almost an hour because he doesn't want to crash his car.
He gets back home and pats his dog on the head. He walks up to his room and slams his head into a pillow, screaming again because god it hurts so much.
Replays the vows in his head and grabs his pillow as tight as he can, his knuckles turning white. From the stress. He cries himself to sleep, wishing, praying, doing anything he can think of to stop the pain.
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Kirishima wakes up in a cold sweat, he has tear stained eyes and he feels a humungous weight on his heart. It feels heavy, like someone just dropped a dumbell on his emotions. He replays the dream over in his head and decides that he can't let that happen. He checks the time on his phone and realizes that it was about 2:30 am, he sighs and goes back to sleep, hoping for a dream of happiness and fun. Not rain.
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Clouds cover the crystal blue sky like paint covers an old brick wall. There are some cracks here and there of blue but most of the sky is shaded over in a blanket of light gray.
The teenage boy looks around and finds himself on a small bridge in the middle of a small vacant park. He sees a boy walking up, he had a musky caremel scent and ash blond hair. Complimented with inverted navy blue eyes that looked like world pools of a blood Red Sea.
