Ponytail and Tips (Abyss x Abel mashle)

Bonuss 🩷

The sun shone its golden charm, sinking between trees and mountains far away. Clouds scatter around in peach puffs, a perfect match with the orange sky.

Abyss looks out the window, his mask atop a tabel beside. His fingers tangle the back of his untied blue hair, as his gaze linger around a window, reflecting his face on its glass panes. Another hand rests below his chin, fingers brushing against his cheek. He blinks, a heavy sigh escaping his mouth.

What time is it?

A rumble goes up his stomach, he sighs once more, pushing his back against the wooden chair.

I havent eaten since morning...

Twirling a chunk of his bangs, he looks around his room. Papers scatter around the floor, some crumpled while others tore. Candles lit fadely, higlighting wall cracks and curtain folds. A diary lay atop his wooden desk, along with more empty cups, candles, and pens. I'll eat later!

Silence linger around, despite the faint dripping of hourglass watch and faraway wind. Books stack above sheets of his bed, some crampled and dirty. Scents of faint burnt candles fill the room, along with his heavy sigh.

Abel...

He closes his eye, small smile curling his lips. Resting his head beside the diary, he opens it. Scribbles and sketches in black fill every page, as he flips again to an empty page. He grabs a pen, looking up above the brick ceiling.

I made a good choice...

His smile grew wider, before a shot of reality pierce through his blissfull daydream. He scoffs, smile rotating upside down.

Beside what happened last meeting...

Straightening his back, his gaze roll on the empty page, pen clicking in. He sighs once more, combing the back of his hair.

Dear diary... Two words scribble through the tip of his pen, as his palm lifts his resting head.

The meeting yesterday was a disaster, the members dont like me. Abyss rolls his eyes, fading light inside.

Especially Abel... He'd kick me out anytime now. Words print heavily, heavier than his mood.

Maybe I should quit...

A voice whispers softly, endearing and kind.

No, I cant.

Another voice shot through, opposite to the other.

I Don't Wanna be a dissapointment again.....

Abyss crumples his hair, eyes blurring. Outside, the moon shone bright. Stars scatter around the clear, black, sky, radiant with shades of gold and silver.

Owls hoot faraway, playing their night symphony once more. Abyss closes his eyes, drool dripping down his lips as his head rests atop the table. Strings of gold spin around, along with butterflies and Sparks. He snores fadely, huddling under stacks of clouds, above dreams of peace and other world.

Candles hush away, melted to white liquid as a star falls brightly, trailing a white Strike of glitter.

(I made this out of boredommmmmm 🙂 Btw, chapter 3 in 3 dayssss!!!! 😌👍 Ill try my best 🩷)