𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐅𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐝

>2<

He was sitting in the usual field, the usual spot, so where was he? He could just be late, but he doubted that theory. He's never missed a day before, he was getting worried.

Where was he? And why wasn't he here.

He decided to call it a day, he'd been waiting for hours and no sign or indication that the other would come showed.

He couldn't help but feel sad, let down in a sense. Yeah he didn't really know the guy, he doesn't even know his name. He doesn't know his age nor does he know what his voice is like. The guy could be a total dickhead and he wouldn't know. But he felt a strange attachment to the other male. He'd never felt this before.

It has been a few months since the first time meeting him and he'd never been happier.

He felt relief wash over him as he made his way to the field today, he was there. He gave a silent apology, in other words he kissed the others hand.

if only he knew this was the last time he saw him..