The Sun that I See is Named after You [ COMPLETED]

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You are that part of me, whom I have been urging to have, to touch, to feel. To the unbearable pain and sorrow that never come to an ease make me your most favoured lips' charisma...

August

Teachers know about his case, but they do care sometimes and other times they don't. After all, time doesn't stop for us. For anyone and no one gives a shit about it. I can vividly remember that day when it happened in front of everyone. It was midsummer, Miss Azami was taking a mock test. It was history, Zhan's favorite, he bet with Zhoucheng that he would definitely ace the test. But it was just... wasn't meant to be. The question was tougher than we all assumed. Some were cheating, some were delved into the deep thought, some were praying to God to help them remember and some were writing and pausing. Zhan was one of the last. He wasn't stopping to remember; he was stopping to ease the pain. In the middle hour, suddenly yet slowly the spasm started. He massaged and massaged, waited for it to end, waited for it to soothe- but it was just stubborn. I watched him from two or three benches apart, unable to even hold him. I saw how he prayed and mumbled to himself, 'please stop. Please stop' but no hope. It took a hault, he hopefully thought it ended. But it didn't, the moment he held the pen and wrote one or two sentences the pain again hit him. Even with half completed paper he got the fourth place in the class. I was the tenth.

That night he ate everything that was on menu. Other days he would be picky enough to not have certain things- milk, tofu, eggs, fishes and many more on the list and would play around with others. But that day was exceptional, he didn't leave any food on his plate. At night I asked him to play some dice with me, we played till 1. At 3 I heard his sniffling. And when I turned up to see him, I saw his slender figure standing in front of my bed.

"Can I sleep with you tonight?"

I nodded and made room for him to squeeze in. He snuggled up to me.

"Does it still hurt?" I asked.

"uh-huh."

"You took your medicine?"

"I did." He continued staring at the celling.

After few moments of silence, I felt that he was in ease and I was about to ask him that when he gleamed in happiness.

"I didn't know that. This is great!"

I was taken aback for not having any clue about what he was meaning. I questioned and he answered facing me. Our faces just inches apart.

"Touching you sooths my pain. Look incredibly it went away! I wonder how... I mean just how!" He said as he caressed my arm, then my neck, then my collarbone- finally my chest.

He was in awe as he could feel my beating heart inside the cavern of his palm. And his hands pressed on my chest giving a tingling sensation that I can not express it by words.

"It's final."

"Wh-what?"

"I will be sleeping with you now on. All snuggling up, I will be hugging you tight, you will be hugging me tight. Yes."

"Okay." I said without further thinking. And needless to say, that became from our routine to habit.