flower boy ~ yuwin

four

sicheng sat at his desk. hunched over his paper, he drew swirls with his purple marker. his hands were covered in ink from the carelessness, however he didnt care too much. he just needed a way to get his feelings out. lucas was at work, and he felt alone. his memory was playing up today, so he decided to stay in one place, until lucas returned.

he started making zig zag patterns, instead of the smooth swirls. he had also changed colour, and was now creating art with a yellow marker. these were more violent, and he liked the way the two colours contrasted with eachother.

"pretty..." he whispered, sipping the drink that lucas made before he left. his mind felt like... colours. it was messy, and he felt... faint, almost. he was sleepy, but he knew he couldnt stay in bed all day. it wouldnt be good for him at all.

he needed to live. experience.

it was very obviously a sad day today, but sicheng chose to try and distract himself instead of paying attention to the sadness.

he missed yuta. but he didnt the want to make lucas mad again. he couldnt invite yuta to his house, as he didnt want the boy to see the mess he lived in. the hospital-like bedroom and just the general sadness of knowing that the boy was sick.

he didnt want yuta to know that. he didnt want yuta to leave him just because he was sick. he didnt want to be a burden.

-

sicheng: yuta

yuta: i love when you just text me my name to get my attention. it's super cute >_< hi!!!!

sicheng: hehe hi

sicheng: miss u

yuta: i miss u too ! havent seen u in two days >:c

sicheng: too long

yuta: exactly.

sicheng: i want a hug

yuta: i'll give u a massive hug when i see you next

sicheng: yay x)

yuta: yw bubs

sicheng: miss u. when can i see u

yuta: whenever you want sweetie pie

-

sicheng had snuck out. this time he texted lucas to let him know, however. hopefully he wouldnt worry as much as last time.

him and yuta were sat together on the wall behind yuta's apartment. legs swinging and fingers intertwined. sicheng had his head resting on the boy's shoulder, and his eyes shut.

the sun was setting, and he felt the warmth on his cheeks. he liked this feeling. it felt like love. yuta felt like love.

their hands were placed on sicheng's thigh, and he could feel yuta's thumb gently caressing his leg, making him feel safe. safety. thats all he wanted.

"im gonna have to drive you home soon, chengie.."

sicheng just shook his head in denial, and opened his eyes again, staring into the pretty sunset before them, "dont say that, just... live here until we have to leave."

"seems like a good idea...."

so the two just.... lived.

until sicheng's eyes opened, and he was suddenly in the back of yuta's car once again. he had fallen asleep, and was so mad at himself for it. how hard is it to stay awake, he thought to himself, before sitting up slowly.

yuta saw the boy in his mirror, and smiled warmly, "good morning.."

"m-morning-?"

with a chuckle, yuta replied, "nah i'm just kidding. you've only been asleep for like... twenty minutes?"

"a-ah..." sicheng smiled sleepily, grabbing his phone from his pocket. no missed calls or texts from lucas. he was relieved..

he was happy lucas wasn't hunting him down like last time. he was glad he just let him live for one day.