☾︎ - Kᴜᴜᴍᴀᴛ Tᴀsᴋᴜᴛ - ☽︎ [ Schlattbur Book ]

☾︎• 𝘝𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘦 . . . •☽︎ ᴀɴɢsᴛ/ғʟᴜғғ

∞ · TW — Suicidal thoughts · ∞

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It's been a long time since Jay stopped talking to Wilbur, his ex boyfriend. Their story had absolutely nothing really original. Just two idiots, drowning in the other's gaze, ending up falling in love and thinking ; "Wow, this person is my soulmate, nothing can separate us or kill this love that seems so strong and eternal„. But it didn't end up with a bouquet of tulips thrown in the air, and happy congratulations, nor did it end up as a simple separation either . . .

They lived together in Brighton, a beautiful city, they used to be happy and they created so many memories all more precious than the other.

Wilbur was probably the only person in Jay's life that made the American believe in Love, in soulmates, in better halfs. He loved all about Wilbur, everything made him happy, even the bad moments they shared together. Everything had a taste of sweetness and warmth . . .

Jay always used to think the words "I miss you.„ Were weird, and that they didn't make any sense. How could you miss someone ? How can this person suddenly become a part that you need to the point you use the word "missing„ to simply describe their absence . . . How can someone suddenly develop the need of a certain person . . . And before meeting them ? Did you miss them too ?

It kept spinning in his head during the hours where he lazily laid down. Missing the tender embrace of Wilbur's arms, the warmth of his chest, the feeling of his rough hands against Jay, or the sound of his heart when Jay laid his head on top of the Brit's chest . . .

He knew.

Now, Jay knew what those words meant. But still, he prefered using the words "I always missed you", he finds them to be more accurate.

It's dumb but, he was always a bit unconscious about how much Wilbur meant to him. In the way that he absolutely did not expect their separation to be so . . . Brutal. And painful . . . So lonely and completely upsetting.

The reasons ? Arguments . . . Over dumb little things. Sometimes, Jay wasn't conscious of his words, he'd be out with friends . . . He didn't realize it made Wilbur so tired and pissed. He truly didn't know it went so far . . .

It always had been a small issue Jay had. What seemed meaningless or stupid to him often wasn't for his friends and family. He remembers that time his close friend straight up said " I fucking hate you „ to him, after Jay joked about something he doesn't even recall of. He didn't expect it.

Worse part ? It happened on February the 14th, on a mossy stone bridge hidden in a rainy forest. Above a huge rocky river, streaming away. Almost no one ever came here since it was pretty isolated . . . It was also the place where they had their first kiss, and confessed to each other.

Jay had bought Wilbur chocolates since despite Wilbur sneezing because of it, he loved dark chocolate and ate some on purpose because he found it funny.

It happened pretty quick, Jay arrived, happily, but was met with Wilbur who truly didn't look okay. He was really saddened but also seemed angry about something. At this moment, Jay's world shattered when he saw his lover's lips pronounce the following words ;

‹ - This isn't working . . . Jay . . . I think we're better off not together, I'm really sorry . . . But I don't want to ruin my mental health over someone that isn't interested in making this work . . . I've had enough of these arguments and always being left behind. ›