OS Oneshots! (Object Show Oneshots!)

Loud Mind.

Inspired by song rue des trios frères by Fabrizio Paterlini (Listen to the hour playlist, if not any sad playlist will suffice)

It was perfect. More than perfect. How Coiny would hold him like there was no tomorrow each and every cuddle. How Coiny's hands warmed up to his. How each and every kiss made his mood lift in a matter of seconds. His everything made Firey...happy...like he was worth something.

Worth something. Worth something? Like hell he was. He was never worth anything to begin with.

So why on earth did he think this boy made him feel worthy? He should know that he never was.

Their interactions were sweet. Cute. Even before they dated. Every small interaction made from Coiny was heaven to him. Pinky wrapping to the instinctive way he wraps his arm around Firey when he shows a video and stays close until they end up cuddling. It was sweet. He loved each and every single interaction done by Coiny. But. That would change.

Coiny's been getting affectionate towards everyone recently. All the small things only they did were now opened to the world. It was confusing to him. Why only now was it available to everyone?

Firey's been observant towards Coiny's actions and noticed how close he was to everyone else compared to him. Nowadays Coiny wouldn't come over to his house or hold hands with him in public. He noticed how he's been slowly isolated from Coiny's life piece by piece. And each piece took away his heart. Piece by piece.

Nights have been difficult for Firey. It's been difficult for him to sleep. It didn't matter needing sleep when he won't even be noticed even by his own boyfriend. So he used that time to cry. To his heart's content. Sometimes with Coiny's shirt, other times through his pillow.

It has been hard containing his aching heart through work. Once you notice how "special" you are, it gives you an non-curving path. But despite that, Firey follows it. Because he knows that that's his fate. He knows his worth. With that reasoning, he begun his own isolation process.

Little by little he's been by himself through his breaks and his afternoons and mornings. He's been ignoring requests aside from work little buddy little and slowly...he's been staying away from Coiny.

It didn't take Coiny no longer than three days to notice how cold his hands have been, how cold his lips were. How cold his whole body was. What was happening? What happened to Coiny's warmth, his heater for both his metal heart and his cold body.

He didn't know what to do to get his flame back. Every time he attempts to talk to Firey he either asks his neighbor something, or walking away. At this point Coiny was getting irritated.

What to do to get Firey to talk to him let alone look him in the eye?

He can easily cook them both food in the staff lobby or he can ask to meet him at a specific place...or maybe he could do that...

Yes. He can. Coiny was Firey's boyfriend. He wouldn't reject him if this is the case.

Okay. He'll try that idea. He has pin and leafy to help him with this idea, this is perfect.

And with that in mind, Coiny starts planning his scheme.

A couple of days passed and Firey was walking towards his cubicle, same old same old. What made this day different was a post it note put on his desk. He takes a look at the note and reads, "meet at the rooftop after your shift."

That was weird. He didn't know if he should go or ignore the post. But he could totally avoid that family meeting if he decides to go. He was debating since the beginning of his shift.