Pinky Promise?

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Hastily, he stood there once more, where he had noticed the sparkling eyes and life-changing smile.

He was still grieving for the person he had never stopped wanting, he was unable to even to ask himself if this was the correct thing to do or if he was truly going crazy.

It seemed to him that he was facing a different universe, but in reality, it was only a group of insatiably driven individuals attempting to cross the street and reach their loved ones.

"just to make sure"

He's still standing in the pedestrian lane, hoping to see the stranger who keeps him awake, despite three stop and go signals had passed. He eventually came to the conclusion that he was merely seeing things, and he stopped waiting for that individual.

He turned to return to the company, laughing to himself, pointing at himself for being delusional.

The world stopped abruptly, and Ethan was immobile. Tears were attempting to fall, but he was unable to stop them. He was there in front of him, the outsider who kept him awake. He stood before him.

His pulse was pounding again, and his eyes were sparkling with longing for him. Is he actually real, or is he just delusional? Ethan was unable to pinpoint his current emotion. All he wants is to hug his Jakey, his person, again.

"sir?"

Even his voice tickled Ethan, he prayed for this and he couldn't believe it's happening. God is real.

It was his dog barking that brought me back to reality. Given that Jakey didn't own a dog, and I suppose this man was taking a stroll. 

But is he truly not Jakey? And why was he referring to me as Sir? I am Ethan; I am His being. Jakey, it's me.

"excuse me sir, i'm a bit in a rush"

he said before walking pass Ethan, who was looking like a lost puppy. His gaze was following the Young Lad who was crossing, going to the other side of the street.

He entered the coffee shop.

"JW cafè" 

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Jay Pork
dialing.....

"yellow"
"jay, i'm not crazy, i'm completely sane, jay i saw him agan, jay it was him"
"from the way you are talking right now, i don't believe you're sane, geez why are you firing words i can't even understand. context?"
"that stranger i was talking earlier, i saw him again and this time i got to talk to him"
"what the fuck are you talking about?! you can't just see them, you can talk to them too?! oh i'm blocking you than, i can't handle this terrifying thing you are yapping about"
"one more word and you'll get a punch through this screen i swear"
"eehh are you sure it isn't another person?"
"i was confident that it was him when i saw him up close and i heard his voice but seeing him with a dog and he seems like they grew up together and he referred to me as sir, my hopes went down"
"you see? that's not jake, hee. jake isn't coming back okay? i know you are still hurting but please don't be like this"
"jay i know this is a lot to process but could you just lend me a hand to investigate this?"
"me? i literally hate cockroaches because it scares the hell out of me, and now you are inviting me to investigate some dude who's being is so similar to my friend who died five years ago? i don't think so hee"
"just trust me on this one jay, please, i'm going insane"

he heard a long sigh

"okay buddy"
"thank you jay, please forfeit this information to go public unless we are sure okay? even our friends, specially jake's closest friends jay, they can't know"
"got it boss"

call ended.

to be continued...