ikesta/mystike stories🧡💙

Festivals of love

Even if you were standing outside their door, you would be guarenteed to hear two people Loudly yelling at each other, these said people were currently on the very edge of ending their relationship

Ike and Vox had been slowly realizing how their what used to be sweet relationship, was rotting away rapidly. They would often get into arguments about the smallest things, and would usually prefer spending time with others rather than their own partners. They would never admit it but both would usually dread the time they spent together, even if it was just sitting on the couch with no communication or arguing about those ridiculous things.

So they decided to do what was best, they parted ways. However, it was not a normal, peaceful agreement that they came to. Of course, it was once again another dispute.

"Sure, you might want to break up now but you'll come crawling back to me. That's just how you are." These were the last words Ike heard from his ex.

So a pretty rough relationship with a toxic ending. It took a huge toll on Ike's mental health and led to him locking himself self in his room for several days with absolutely no contact with anyone, the heartbroken boi was surviving on a couple pieces of bread and a few glasses of water each day. He had seen all the texts he had received from his friend Shu and Luca, but most importantly the one who stood out the most was his close buddy, Mysta.

-Detective Mysta^^

Yo Ike? You ok?

Haven't heard from you in a while.

7:33pm, Monday

>I'm starting to get worried.

Should I come over?

I still have the spare key you gave me.

7:56pm, Monday

>Why aren't you responding?

Ikey wikey?

Hello?

11:09am, Tuesday

>I'm coming to your house

I'll be there in a bit

11:17am, Tuesday

God. Ike was worried a bit more than he was happy. Obviously he didn't want his friend to see him like this, drenched in tears, pale, and probably looking like a wreck. But on the other hand, finally having some social interaction and comfort sounded nice. Ike was also pretty flabbergasted (lmao) when he saw his best friend texting him like this. He could feel the anxiousness in Mysta's texts, and the fact that his close friend actually valued him this much and was genuinely worried had something spark inside of Ike's broken heart.

Currently 11:20am, Tuesday

As the crying man was waiting on his bed, the comfort and softness of the mattress as well as the lack of sleep caught up to him and he fully passed out while waiting for Mysta.

11:35am

La detective quickly pushed in the key into the lock and twisted and turned until the door opened to reveal a fairly tidy living room area but still pretty dusty. He could tell nothing had been touched for days. Not the couch, table a small coffee table, heck even the TV and the remote for the TV was dusty as fuck.

Quickly Mysta closed the door and went around looking for Ike.

He stepped into the kitchen. No Ike to be seen.

Maybe he's in the bathroom? No the door was open.

Ah, alas, why didn't he think of this earlier? Ike was found peacefully resting on his bed In his bedroom. Of course he was in his bedroom.