Summary:
"Mikey-kun!"
He frowned to the voice echoed inside of his mind. Another damn memory. That familiar lively tone again... yet he couldn't pinpoint who was calling that name, that voice filled with so much fondness and warmth through them.
"Takemitchy,"
And was the other person response to him with equal amount of affection.
His chest burns where his heart was located. That familiar ache flushing through him causing his eyes to welled up in tears.
He didn't like this, this lonely feeling from his heart. As if there some missing pieces that's impossible for him to foundㅡ
"Hey, are you planning to cross the street or you'll just stand there until the night comes?"
Or so he thought it was impossible when he saw the blond man again who's standing behind him, eyes boredly staring back at his shocked ones.
Thisㅡ This man can be the bridge to his answers when another memories surges inside of his head.
The blond raised a brow, "well? Are you going or ya want me to make you?" with a lollipop rested on his lips
He's 100% sure that this man has the answers he tried to find for almost 10 years.
"U-Uh yes, I'll get going now. Sorry."
🔗https://archiveofourown.org/works/34207453/chapters/85112407
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𝐀𝐎𝟑 . tokyorev
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