Nijisanji One Shots [Mostly Yaoi]🔞❗COMPLETED✔️

♥ Lost Memory [FoxAkuma Fluff ❤🧡]

A story of a boy who actually met a demon, or more like his death demon when he was younger.

He knew it was not just an imaginary friend.

WHEN Mysta was ten, he remembered he had a friend. This friend never told Mysta his name nor where he lives. Mysta's friend barely talks and laughs.

Mysta met him at the hospice where the little boy used to stay. Mysta's doctor said to his parents that he only has a year to live. They never told Mysta about his illness, nor did Mysta care.

"Hey, can I see your face?" Mysta asked the guy about in his twenties as Mysta reached out his hands to remove the black mask covering almost half of the man's face. The man stopped Mysta's hands by holding it firmly which made Mysta withdrew without thinking. That was the first time that the guy made a physical contact with Mysta. Mysta's heart was weak but he didn't know it could still pounds so fast that he didn't know what to do.

"I don't want you to be afraid of me. You don't have to see my face, it is better this way." the guy said and bowed his head. Mysta nodded and never uttered a word.

Thirty minutes later and the nurse came into the boy's room.

"Were you talking to someone?" the nurse asked Mysta as she handed him a cute orange teddy bear.

"From your mother" the nurse said smiling. She prepared the syringe and held Mysta's arm. Mysta is scared of needles but he didn't have a choice.

"Next time, tell my mother that I want a black and red one." Mysta said to the nurse as he hugged the orange teddy. She nodded as soon as she finished her task.

"They will come by in the afternoon, be good. Bye for now, little boy" the nurse said and bid goodbye.

"Did it hurt?" the guy asked Mysta as he appeared behind from the door. Mysta hissed as affirmation. The guy patted Mysta's head as if he was telling the little boy to be strong and that it's fine.

"What's your name?" Mysta asked him as the mysterious guy sat on the hospital bed and looked at Mysta. The guy hesitated at first but later on he began to speak.

"I am Vox." he said with the deepest voice Mysta has ever heard in his entire life. He said it again as if wanting to drill it inside Mysta's head so the boy wouldn't forget, "Vox Akuma"

"Are you perhaps my imaginary friend? Why can't other people see you? Why can't I see your face?" Mysta asked him as if he was about to cry. Vox had been around him for three months and he never told Mysta about himself, which kinda makes Mysta sad.

"Do you know that 1 year from now will be my death anniversary?" Mysta asked while chuckling. He bowed his head, hurt.

"I might be able to celebrate my eleventh birthday. And I wish you would show me your face when that happens." Mysta said half laughing, low-key hoping.

"I'm dying and I don't know why. I am ill and cannot leave this place. I... I only have you. So please... At least let me see your face before I leave this world. That's my only birthday wish." Mysta said sadly.

He bowed his head, not hoping for an affirmative response. Mysta felt Vox wrapped his arms around the boy's fragile and tiny body.

"So warm" Mysta said as he hugged the man back.

"Since I'm going to die anyway. I will be honest all the time." Mysta said smiling and buried his face on Vox's chest.

"If I have the chance to grow up and become a fine person, I'll find and marry you. I may look desperate but I'll chase you even in hell. I'll do anything to make you mine hehe." Mysta chuckled and buried his face deeper as he felt his cheeks burned. Vox find it adorable.