Deep Blue Sea

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜɪʀᴛʏ-ᴏɴᴇ

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜɪʀᴛʏ-ᴏɴᴇ: ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴄᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛꜱ

ˏ 𓏧 𓏲 𓏲 𓏲 𓏲 𓋒 𓏲 𓏲 𓏲 𓏲 𓏧 ˎ

There wasn't a cloud in the sky as the sun hung high, brightening up the blue hue that was bluer than any ocean could ever be. It was a perfect day for a walk in the city...not. You really would just hide in the toilet and cease to exist if Junpei wasn't accompanying you. It was rush hour and a mistake to take the train at this time.

"Sorry that you have to go through this with me," you sighed as if you were about to exhale your lungs out you both squeezed through a crowd in order to remain on the train.

"It's fine, really!" Junpei hurriedly said, flinching as you both were squished together, "w-we're gonna be there soon," he stumbled upon his words as he tried to not pay attention to the closeness.

"hopefully," you sniffled as you were pressed up against him, rethinking about what you did wrong in your life to have led to this point.

Despite that you were slowly drowning within this ocean of people, the fresh scent of washing powder on his shirt had cleared your mind a little. You couldn't help but wonder what brand of washing powder he used for laundries, but immediately snapped out of it as soon as you realised how weird it is and decided to hold your breath.

Without a warning, the train jolted as it made a turn, causing Junpei to crash into you. He quickly regained his posture by placing his hands next to your head, almost slipping due to his sweaty palms. If you weren't awake, that certainly woke you.

"I'm so sorry!" The tip of his ears was turning red as he yelped, looking around to avoid making eye contact with you.

"...Don't worry about it," you almost suffocated yourself by hilding your breath for too long, "your clothes smell nice anyway," you blurted out without thinking due to the lack of oxygen to fuel your few remaining brain cells.

Just as the heat on his face was slowly cooling down, they shot back up again and splattered on his face without mercy. Opening his mouth and shutting it again his face turn redder as if he might explode at any given second, looking like a fish that got pulled out from the deep sea and struggling to breathe.

At last, he placed a hand over your eyes as a last attempt to shield his blooming face, "w-we're gonna be there soon," he mumbled under his breath, sounding almost like a whistling tea kettle.

Without your sight, you could feel his tense form against yours. It seemed like he had been training a lot since his form doesn't feel as nimble as before anymore. Besides that, you could feel how the train is wobbling around like some manic rollercoaster or something, you prayed to whatever God is out that you can get off before you puke on him.

You both got out of the train after being in there for an atrocious amount of time, you were half sprawled on the floor as the train behind you slowly take its leave, not caring about the weird looks that people shot you.

"We're finally free," you whimpered and sobbed.

"Yeah," he sighed loudly, but soon wasted no time pulling you up, "senpai, we need to go now or we're going to be late."

"Of course," you wiped an invisible tear as you kissed the ground goodbye, brushing yourself off sloppily as you stood up, "let's go then," you gave him a shaky thumbs up and a weak grin.

"I can do the talking later if you want," Junpei said as you both walked side by side.

"...It's fine, I can handle it," you rejected his sweet offer, a good senpai is not one that throws work at their kouhai, unlike some white hair dude with blindfolds.