# 𝕺𝙋𝙋𝙊𝙎𝙄𝙏𝙀 𝙇𝙊𝙑𝙀, lookism. ( ✓ )

eight.

SO JOHAN DIDN'T END UP telling M/n, in fact - he acted like none of this ever happened for months. He knew about the consequences but he asked any existing god if he could be selfish for a little more.

And Johan never truly regretted his decision, it's not like M/n got any worse, he stayed the same.

Johan just kept on pretending.

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"Are you hungry?" Johans stomach was growling again like some thunder during a rainstorm. A little embarrassed Johan nodded and M/n thought for a second before dragging Johan somewhere.

By now Johan was used to this type of treatment and just gave into any wishes that M/n had.

They walked and walked for a while and Johan realized they were lost. "M/n did you lose your sense of orientation along with your hearing?" Johan deadpanned and looked around.

This neighborhood looked shabby and definitely not welcoming.

"No I would never..." So they really were lost. Johan sighed in annoyance and looked around to find anything that could lead them out of here. "M/n how did we even end up here?" It was a genuine question.

They didn't even walk that far! Or did they? Now Johan himself felt lost.

"I'm sure we're not that lost." Well M/n left his phone at home accidentally because he usually doesn't use it when hanging out with Johan.

"What do you mean 'not that lost'?? We're beyond lost right now." Johan realized that when he hung out with M/n he was back to his expressive self. It was... Refreshing, to say the least.

"And also what if we suddenly get robbed or-" M/n rolled his eyes and walked away on his own, which made Johan stop his rant.

"Stop worrying so much, besides you'll protect me right??" It wasn't actually a question because M/n believed in Johan and he wouldn't want to disappoint him.

"Yes, Yes I will." Johan looked at M/n and smiled before reassuring him, despite their ugly surroundings they still shared beautiful moments.

"Then it's settled let's-" Johan barely managed to block an incoming hit from a wooden bat with his arm, it didn't really hurt since it wasn't strong. But it's definitely going to leave a bruise.

"Who are you." Johan wanted answers on why some random guy was trying to attack them. "I didn't think I'd see your face around here."

Johan failed to notice how horrified M/n looked when he saw the guy. Johan didn't even look twice at the guy but he did have to admit that there were some familiar features they shared, their hair color for example.

M/n was shivering when he heard the voice. He was no stranger to the voice and he also didn't wish to recall any of their memories.

His whole surrounding was a blur and ringing, it felt familiar.

Johan was fighting that guy by now but the battle was very much one sided because the only type of violence he ever executed was abuse on someone weaker, so facing someone stronger was obviously overwhelming.

"You whore!" He screamed before running off and M/n didn't even react anymore. He was too far gone for that.

Johan finally turned his attention back to M/n and noticed his state, was this the result of being greedy?

He immediately brought him back home and waited for him to wake up but this time with Eden and Miro. The two had grown used to M/n and his presence.

But Johan still kept them away from M/n at a safe distance, he didn't want M/n to get worse because of his allergy, this was the least he could do after dragging him into the mess.

Johan didn't need to be a genius to connect the dots. Should he just kill that guy?

Johan shaked his head and got rid of the thought, he didn't know if he was willing to go that far for M/n yet.

He looked back at the male who was as pale as a ghost. Will he retrieve his hearing this time? Or will he maybe turn deaf permanently.

He doesn't even know how to treat it and how much it cost, wasn't this some kind of deja vu all over again?

Should he just leave M/n alone? Maybe this would be better.

Not leaving him wouldn't be the right choice, that wouldn't make him better than that son of a bitch that he fought some minutes ago.

He looked at M/n, he always did even when he's hanging out with him. It didn't suit him to be quiet. Even if most of his remarks were stupid he wished to hear them.

Johan grabbed M/ns hand and put it near his and mumbled something and then stood up to leave the room.

But before that he made sure that there would not be a single pet hair, be it from Eden and Miro or from any stray cat that usually laid around.

After Johan left there was shuffling in the bed and M/n stood up. He realized that his hearing was as good as gone now.

But he was lucky to hear Johans last words, he should probably start learning sign language or something, well he definitely can't rely on his ears anymore.

M/n sighed and crawled out of his bed to stretch himself. "You better keep that promise you asshole.."

He staggered a bit and nearly lost his balance but used the wall as a support to recall how soft Johans voice sounded in that moment.

That promise sounded like a golden sweet treat.

'I'll always come back for you.' Usually M/n doesn't listen to promises because nobody ever really keeps them. He remembers how often his mother promised the same.

The only way she returned to him was in his dreams as a disaster, her face distorted and bloody. It was a jumpscare when M/n first encountered her and it still is.

"If you confess your feelings you should have done it more romantically." M/n sighed and went back to sleep.

He will wait for Johan.