Dust covered love |Genmui|

Never Again

Notes:

OMG IM SO SORRY THIS CHAPTER TOOK SO LONG >.<
I WAS ON HOLIDAY AND MY PARENTS DIDN'T LET ME BRING MY COMPUTER.

Anyways enjoy <3

Genya awoke to his phone practically buzzing off it's stand.

That was the first indicator that something was very, very wrong.

Still sleepy, he clicked on his notifications, scrolling through what must have been thousands of missed calls and texts from an unknown number.

He frowned, scrolling through the texts.

10:30 pm- Yo loser wheres my brother.

11:34 pm - Tell Muichiro to come home or Imma beat his ass

11:46 pm: I know he's with you

12:28 pm: Where is my brother?!

12:54 pm: I will find your address. tell Muichiro to answer his fucking phone

This confused Genya. He knew that Muichiro had a brother, but why that brother was messaging him at midnight was unbeknownst to him.

He didn't even know how he got his number.

His thumb hovered over the call button, trying to decide if he wanted to click it or not.

It was around 8 am now, so it had been awhile since the last message.

fuck it he decided, pressing the bright green icon and holding his phone to his ear, quickly changing clothes as it rang.

A very angry voice picked up.

"What the fuck have you done with my brother?!"

"He's not here" Genya said calmly. "What are you on about?"

"He didn't come home last night!"

A wave of panic washed over Genya.

A realization.

He had left Mui to walk home alone.

Anything could have happened.

He could be lying injured somewhere.

He could have been kidnapped.

He could have been killed.

Genya couldn't go through that.

Not again. Never again.

He hung up the call with Yuichiro, desperately calling Muichiro.

"Muichiro here, or well not here lol. If it's really impor-"

Straight to voicemail.

The bright lights of his contacts blared. The name 'Mui <3' stared up at him like a knife poised to stab.

'Please let him be ok' Genya pleaded in his mind 'Please let it be that his phone died or something'

'Don't do this to me again God.'

He paced around his room, chewing on his nails nervously.

He pushed his hands through his hair, mind racing.

Behind him, he heard the faint creak of his window.

Someone was at his window.

Genya whipped around, seeing a familiar black and teal hair climbing through a now completely open window.