But he doesn't feel the same (sunny x kel)

Stay, why don't you

(sunny pov)

We begin our walk home from the plaza, passing the park once again. Kel tries to wave at some people on the basketball court who I can only assume are his friends, and this time they wave back. I should have guessed he would have moved on from us and made new friends, but it still hurts. Somewhere deep inside of me... it hurts that he's met new people. Am I that inconsiderate that I can't even bear for him to be living his life the way I wish I could? Am I just that pitiful that I can only feel jealous that he's able to do anything but sit around his house feeling bad for himself?

This is too difficult. Once we get to my house, I've gotta leave. I'm just gonna end up hurting his feelings anyways...

He finishes talking to his friend, and we continue down to my house. We pass hector, and once again I think of his rock family back in headspace. I wonder how they're doing... probably making friends with dinos. I smile at the thought, and decide to draw dog hector with a dino later. I just hope I don't forget...

We return to my house, and Kel stands behind me expectantly. "... what are you doing?" I ask him. I stay quiet. My voice is scratchy and sick sounding, and I don't need anybody but him to hear it. He looks at me, confused, as if I just asked him what the square root of a food is. "Waiting for you to open the door?" He answers, tilting his head as he says it. "I thought we could, y'know... hang out inside for a bit? It's pretty hot out, even for me..." he laughs, obviously trying to shake the awkward feeling around us.

(kel pov)

Shoot, I didn't know he was just planning on going home! I wouldn't have walked back here if it meant he was just gonna lock himself inside again...! I try and convince him that this was definitely part of the plan, but I think that I just end up making us both feel bad. I certainly do.

"I'm uh... pretty tired, so I think I'm just gonna go back to sleep..." he responds after a moment of silence, voice still quiet and sick sounding. He unlocks the door. No!! Come on Kel, you gotta think of something! I find myself grabbing his shoulder before I can even stop myself. He turns to look at me. Ok!! He hasn't left yet, but... what now??  "Sunny, uh..." I try and think of something, anything, to get to stay with him longer. But nothing comes to mind. No funny joke, no advice, nothing to say with a smile to make him stay. He looks at me, expecting me to say something. Whether or not he wants me to say something... I can't tell. I can't think right now, but he's starting to move away and I can't let him go. I can't let him do this...

"Please don't go, Sunny."

I find myself asking him to stay without thinking. I didn't mean to say it. He'll probably be so put off that he'll run away and never return to me. Or anyone else, for that matter. But to my surprise, he turns to me after a moment, putting his hand on my shoulder. "Ok." He looks away from me as he says it, down and away. Probably at a speck of dust or something. He's always been good at noticing things.

We stay like that for a moment. His hand on me, unable to look at me for whatever reason. I keep my eyes on his face, trying to figure out what he's thinking of right now. He looks up at me, finally, and out of an instinct deep inside of me, I pull him into a hug. Mari used to say I gave great hugs. 

I wish she were here now. She was like a sister to all of us-- except for Hero, of course, but to him she was the light of his life. She was the light in all of our lives. But now that light has faded-- gone out completely, actually, and smashed on the ground. I can hardly imagine how Sunny feels, though; I've tried to imagine how I would feel if Hero died, if I didn't have him there supporting me and teaching me how to cook and making terrible puns, and that thought only ever leads to me appreciating how that hasn't happened. But Sunny doesn't have the luxury of the unthinkable only existing in thought. He has to live like this... it's no wonder he hasn't come outside in so long. 

I want to hug him for forever, to tell him sorry a million times and make him feel even a little better... but he pulls away from my grasp, and all I'm left with is him saying a small 'thank you' as he closes the door. 

And I am on the outside once again, the boy with dark hair now gone into the dark.