Angel(s) in Disguise (MikaYuu)

CH 17

Third person point of view:

  Yuuichiro is suspicious of him, Mikael knows that. It makes him mad because everything has been going really smoothly. He found out that Mikaela is going to move in with Yuuichiro, and he is really happy for that. However, he doesn't know how the raven would react knowing that Mikael will live with him too, along with Mika.

   The raven must feel scared of him, he is sure of that. The last time they meet, Mikael pinned the poor boy to the wall like some kind of predator. He swears that he wasn't trying to hurt Yuuichiro or anything, he swears. He doesn't want Yuuichiro finding out about his little secret.

   The thing is, Mikael is already living with Yuuichiro for sometimes, or at least, most of the day. He would take over after class and sneak into Yuuichiro's house, hiding and staring at the raven from a far. And after that, he will head back home.

On that one day, he was too lazy to do so and slept over at Yuuichiro's place. He didn't let Mikaela take over, and went to class disguising as him. Who would have thought Yuuichiro will figure him out so easily? Well, totally not Mikael.

   Everything had gone smoothly, like he said. If he manages to become close enough with Yuuichiro, he doesn't need to do all the things he is doing. They can be normal, messaging and hanging out like friends. Though that is not enough for Mikael. But if that is the most he can get, then he doesn't mind. There is still chance to make things develop, after all.

  Just a few days ago, he brought food for himself and Yuuichiro. Thinking that the raven will not wake up early, he ate in the kitchen using Yuuichiro's plate and kitchen utensils. The loud clattering noise is due to him washing the dishes and accidentally dropping the fork and spoon countless time into the sink.

When he was done, he heard a loud thud from upstairs and he figured that Yuuichiro had woken up. He doesn't know exactly why, but he stood in front of Yuuichiro bedroom door and does nothing. To his surprise, the raven dared to shout at him. Mikael is concerned, really. What if his real intention was to kill the raven? He is sure that he will barge through the door already if it is. He doesn't wish to hurt Yuuichiro, of course. He is just playing around with the what if.

Later after that, he does not leave. He simply walk upstairs to Yuuichiro's attic and hides there, like what he is doing right now.

  He had always been up there in the attic, since months ago. He stopped taking Yuuichiro's picture while the raven sleeps because he can see the raven  face to face now. The blonde can even talk to him if he please, though not anymore because he fucked up. He should have try to avoid Yuuichiro's question, or simply says that it was none of the raven's business instead of scaring the shit out of the poor male. He is sure that Yuuichiro would understand and won't try to pry about it.

  He quietly groans, clutching onto his phone tightly. He will try to fix the matter, by apologizing or something. It is not his fault that he can't come up with any excuse– even a stupid one at the moment. But sadly, what is done, is done.

   Mikael presses his phone's power button, making the screen lights up. He glances at the time before shutting it back. From his hidden camera, he knows that Yuuichiro just take a nap a few minutes ago. He feel too lazy to go to the kitchen and get himself a cup of water. Just his luck that his mineral water ran out, leaving him with a useless empty water bottle. He place the bottle back into his bag pack, and mindlessly grabs a bottle of pills. Well, he can just swallow it dry.

   He pops the cap open and plops a pill into his palm, swallowing it. After that, he carelessly tosses the bottle of pills on the old couch before laying down again, switching on his phone. Believe it or not, he is bored. Well, there isn't much to do here in the attic. There is an old couch, a big ass rack filled with thick dusty books and that's it. Nothing exciting there.

   Mikaela and Mika might like the books, but he isn't Mikaela nor he is Mika anyway, so it doesn't fascinate him. Who the fuck like thick books? They are all a pain in the ass. If Mikael could finish a book with 100 page in one week, he would demand a gift because he certainly worked hard on trying to read all those tiny, tiny words printed on papers.

   A few moments later being accompanied with silence and a ray of light sunlight from the big window in the attic, Mikael started to feel light headed. He squints and rubs his eyelid, trying to wash away sleepiness. But it's no use, his body feels like it is paralyzed. On instinct, he stands. But the dizziness just won't go away. With droopy eyes and hazy mind, he glances at the bottle of pill on the couch before collapsing.

   The last thing he hears is his own body colliding with the hard wooden floor, his vision turning black right after.

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   The first thing Mikaela notices when he wakes up is that he is on the floor, and he has no clue about his whereabouts. Why is he on the floor? And most importantly, where is this place?

    Mikaela gets up, stumbling a little. He rubs his eyelids, trying to make his grogginess go away. Glancing at the window, he notes that it is around 6.30 pm outside. Or maybe 7 already. The twilight looks beautiful, but he shouldn't focus on that now.

   Scanning his surrounding, his gaze falls on the couch, noting that there is a bottle of pills on it. He picks it up, reading the description on the label.

   "Lemborexant.." The blonde mutters silently. It is his sleeping pills that is used when he can't fall asleep at night. If Mikael or Mika swallowed this before he is up.. It should be hours ago. The sleeping pill is strong, and it shut down the nervous system. It explains why Mikaela is not feeling nervous nor scared that he is in an unknown house at the moment.

   He slowly walks toward the only door to exit from the room. Just when he is stepping out, he almost kill himself not noticing that there is stairs right in front of the door frame. Thankfully, he is still holding on the doorknob for dear life and he does not fall down the stairs. But the momentum of him stumbling forward managed to make the door behind him slams shut really loudly.

   Mikaela sighs, standing on the stair correctly before letting go of the doorknob and walk down the stairs carefully. He reaches the second floor and walks around, still being careful. The house seems empty, to be honest even though it well kept. That notifies him that there is people living there.

  "Hello? Anybody here?" He calls out. Not the smartest thing to do but he is sure that he is not kidnapped or anything. If he is, shouldn't he be in the basement instead of attic? And shouldn't he be tied up or something? Or at least, the kidnapper should have locked the door. The possibility of them to forget about it is almost zero. So Mikaela concluded that he is not kidnapped.

  He walks around, noting that there is a bunch of rooms on that floor. Later, he finds an open space that has a long couch, and a huge television. Not surprising, things in this house looks really expensive. So it is not a shock to see a big television. Beside that space he finds another staircase that brings him to the living room, he thinks?

  He carefully walks downstairs, still dizzy from his sleep. Not just that,it is getting quite dark too. He stands in the living room, motionless. His head tilts left and right for a short while, trying to find the light switch.

    "Is there any light switch here? It is so dark." he unconsciously says, not aware of a figure tip-toeing behind him while holding a pan.

   The next thing he knows, is that something hits him hard in the head and he lose his vision with searing pain before everything shuts down completely.