2gether AU: Stay, be Still

Chapter 14: Pure Love, Broken Hearts

So go ahead and break my heart again 
Leave me wonderin' why the hell I ever let you in 
Are you the definition of insanity? Or am I? 
- Break My Heart Again, FINNEAS - 

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Wat's POV

I've lost count of how many days my Tine was coming home late from work.

And, again, tonight as well, telling me that a client wanted to meet him last-minute.

I was starting to doubt if I've done anything wrong, anything deadly enough that Tine was planning to abandon me.

Was it because I didn't wash the dishes the day before?

I strummed against the strings of my guitar slowly, my mind reeling back to the past few days, trying to scour for possible leads to explain Tine's bizarre behaviours.

Or was it because I put the laundries into the washing machine without flipping them again?

I plucked the strings, forming a melody of my own heartaches.

God damnit.

I was losing my sanity, attempting to make this make sense, just to fail miserably.

I didn't have the courage to open my lips to question what was going on in Tine's mind, all because Fong said stress wasn't good for him.

And I didn't want to stress Tine out in any way.

Perhaps, he was just having a bad day at work.

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This morning, Tine left without waking me up again.

I was slowly getting used to the void left behind by his coldness, but I refused to take that as a signal.

Tine still loves me, he's just under the weather lately.

Those words were just enough to convince my mind, but not my heart.

I got my keys, my guitar and drove to the studio, my keep cup containing americano resting in the cupholder. I didn't even bother to make myself breakfast.

Tine was a big fan of sustainability, both in social sustainability and environmental sustainability.

His passion for ethical living made him into who he is today, an amazing lawyer fighting for social justice.

But, Tine, what about the justice for us?

My mind wandered to that fateful Scrubb's concert almost 6 years ago when my Spotify player played Click.

It was that song that made him jumped happily and bumped into me, bumping into my heart and my soul.

I felt tears filling my eyes up steadily and burningly, I threw my head between my elbows after parking my car at my usual spot once I reached the studio.

Tine, I miss you.

I disconnected the aux cord from my phone to call Tine, I was giving it a long shot.

Maybe, just maybe, he was really busy lately.

"Ai'Fong, it's not even 10 in the morning, it's still not time for dinner yet."

"Baby, it's me." I said quietly.

I should be thankful he was calling Fong's name by response, at least it wasn't a name that sounded like an affair.

"Wat."

"Are you coming back late again tonight?" I asked carefully, I didn't want to sound like an idiot asking for Tine's attention.