Notes: lmfao I bullshited this out my ass in like 15 minutes when I was buzzing and high off of being with people all day (extrovert power 💪💪)
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It's raining, it has been for a while now; 5 years and 26 days. Globs of precipitation fall down and splash against the window panes and glass, the endless down pour doesn't waver or break. An unbreakable storm.
Its not late, maybe 7:30 on a Tuesday. Such a bland time, nothing happens at 7:30 on a Tuesday, especially not here. Trapped in a bubble of solitude and rain, somber melody in G minor scale. A soft feeling of despair floats around his mind, there's no bite to his words, no betrayal in the now lonely bed. There's just the soft pitter padded of rain on window sills and glass, and promises cracked by time.
"I'm here for you darling, I'll always be here." A soft smile enveloped the Libra's face "I couldn't leave you if I tried."
A broken promise, a broken heart, and a broken record of storm, endless rain beating away on window panes and glass.
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"It didn't have to turn out this way you know.." he says to the ground. "You didn't have to break your promise." The mans face, wrinkled and cracked, falls soft. His scars rest as he sets his flowers down on the grave stone, the words engraved on the small rock bitter and useless, they had been re read everyday for the past 5 years and 26 days, the same day the promise was broken. And the same day constant tears fell from clouds and fell their way down from the sky to crash their way onto window panes and glass.
"Sir?" He turns his head to see her, the young women who he didn't bother to remember the name of (not that he could if he tried, he could barely remember his own name now, katsugi was it?) she had shoulder length dark brown hair swept up in a ponytail, frizzy bangs like burnt curly fries littered her forehead making it practically curtained away from the world. Chocolate brown skin shifts, soft and young, like he used to be. Softer freckles dance across her nose and cheeks, reminds him of someone, but he's not sure who. "Sir its time to leave, let me help you up."
She trots over only to stop about 3 feet away from him when he hold out his hand, palm open and raised as he raises to one knee, staying there for a moment as he relishes in the feeling of nostalgia, remembering what it was like a lifetime ago when he preposed to his soulmate.
"I can do it" he cracks out, his voice gravely and beaten. "I'm not as weak as I seem."
She lets the right side of her mouth shift up into a unsymmetrical grin as she watched him stumble his way to his feet slowly. Once he's up she loops her arm around his; just like his newly wed husband had down when they walked down the asile, little shit had gone full romcom on the blonde as the walked away. Wrapping both his arms around his lovers and leaning onto the part of his arm above his forearm and below his shoulder. Gazing up with heart eyes as the elder had mirrored his expression. The redhead had wisperd to him when they were out of sight and alone for a few seconds, words the blonde couldnt forget.
"See this ring my love? This is cold hard proof im never breaking my promise, no matter how much you want me to, im staying by your side till death do us part."
He snaps out of whay he has left of his memories when they aproach his new home, nothing like the one him and his love once shared.
As she leads him to his room anc helps him into bed, asks if he needs anything then finally leaves, katsuki dorsnt shift his eyes away from the window oanes and glass, slowly closing his eyes and finally letting the beating of rain replace the one of his broken heart.
He lets himself finally rest and repeats the words he had wispered to eijirous grave not 30 minutes ago.
"I'm on my way ei, you're all I think about now, I can't remember anything else. Not even my own name, but you're clear as day, you're sharp smile and soft eyes. Calloused yet soft hands and your intoxicating voice. I'll be with you soon my love, be no need to be patient anymore." His last words fall from his lips as he's left to rest eternally, words he said everyday first thing in the morning last thing in the night even for 5 years and 26 days when his words were whispered to no one but himself and the soft clash of rain on window panes and glass.
"I love you Eijirou."
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