𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥. - 𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨 {✓}

𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞

mikey couldn't remember the last time that he had been at the most depressing part of the already depressing, sterile building.

was it last month? a year ago?

he doesn't know and doesn't want to know, the pain during those dark times just stopping him from further remembering about that.

the smell of incense wafted throughout the small room, eyes never leaving the serene face of his beloved l/n y/n.

it wasn't too long ago when she was brought to the hospital- november, was it?

his ears strained themselves, trying to listen to that familiar heart monitor's oh so familiar beeps, trying to listen at that oxygen mask that she was so familiar to wearing- just like those times when she was at the hospital.

but the blond heard none other than the soft sobs of his sister outside of the room.

mikey hated this- he fucking hated everything that had happened.

the sight of her (h/c) hair that he once loved to caress was sprawled behind her head, features holding a small smile on her face even when she already passed.

was this karma for all of his wrongdoings? was this a sign? for fucks sake he wasn't dumb or blind- heaven should've sent a sign in a different manner than this!

it seemed that pain was playing with his heartstrings- teasing and toying with it, making him feel immeasurable sadness that he thought he wouldn't feel after two years had passed.

draken peered into the silent room, distancing himself a bit from the grieving emma who was sitting at the side as he offered a small smile at mikey who had his back turned to him.

"hey man... how bout we go outside for a bit?" he asked, takemichi looking up from his position in hopes that his friend would agree to this.

he knows just how painful mikey was feeling right now- he was aware of how it felt having to see the love of your life die right there in your arms.

talk about wrong timing- izana for sure did this on purpose to throw mikey off his rhythm just hours before the scheduled fight

the blond just hopes that emma and draken would be enough on calming him down, help him recollect his nerves for a bit.

mikey said nothing, letting his tall friend stir him away from y/n and seeing the room that she was in growing smaller and smaller as the four exited the building momentarily to get some fresh air.

once they were all out and at a secluded part of the building- they watched with wide eyes as the small blond punched the wall nearest to him.

the sound of fists meeting concrete, not stopping one bit as he continued abusing the innocent wall- letting out all of his frustrations out of it.

emma had to look away, draken shielding her views as he looked at his friend helplessly. takemichi not being able to take it as tears welled in his eyes.

"why... why her?" mikey asked, slamming his fists at the wall that had his own blood on it.

this didn't stop him though, eyes wide with pain as he kept throwing punches at the wall without bothering on tending his own wounds.

why did it have to be her and not him?

if the gods wanted to give him karma- then they should've taken him instead and let her live her life!

each punch that he threw contained painful yet beautiful memories of her.