A/N: im sorry im making so much one shots www im just stressed because school is near and i havent done work (drawing) as much wwwww dont worry im just stressing myself ww
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Third Person p.o.v.
"Hurry, over here!" One of the two had called out, pointing to the nearest shade that was a building broken down. It had a small cave-like opening, but it's big enough to fit both of them.
They rush to the secluded(?) spot, the younger slipping from the wet road and the older managing to catch him, and hid there.
Panting, the older looked at his side and asked. "Are you okay, Mafu?"
The younger one, Mafu, nodded. "Yeah. I'm alright."
But that didn't stop him from staring at him.
He watched the white-haired boy's body, his chest going up and down as he catches his breath. His damp hair, that lays flat against his head. The way his hand clutches his staff as if it will disappear anytime soon. The way his neck is so exposed-
"Soraru-san?" Mafu called, snapping him out of it. "Are you okay?"
Soraru gulped, "Yeah. Yeah, I'm good."
"Okay. You got me worried there." The albino smiled sweetly at him, causing the raven's heart to beat slightly faster.
Soraru averted his gaze and watched the rain pour. Drip drop, drip drop, drip drop..
And suddenly, plop!
He feels weight on his right arm, and jumps slightly in surprise.
He looks over to where it is, and he sees the body of Mafu leaning onto him, peacefully sleeping.
He couldn't help but smile, brushing away his bangs. He did work hard today, after all.
He then starts to pet his head, the albino nuzzling into the touch as well. As he does so, he continues to watch the weather.
After what seemed to be a while, he sees a person in the midst of the downpour.
He was about to call out to him, point him to where he and Mafu are staying, but something stopped him.
It was Mafu. Mafu was crying in his sleep. "Nnh.. Sora..Soraru-san.."
He was confused. He's dreaming about me?, He thought. No, wait, what about the person?
He looks up, and the person is no longer to be seen.
He sighs, and comforts Mafu.
He carries Mafu in front of him, and hugs him. "Shh, shh.."
Mafu sobs a bit, clutching at Soraru's back. Just like a baby..
After a while, his sobs are no longer heard. He's back to sleeping peacefully.
Soraru sighs, and fixes their position again. This time, Soraru is doing an indian sitting position while Mafu is on his lap, curled up as Soraru supports him.
The raven-haired warrior starts to stare at him again.
His long, white lashes covered in a little tears. The small scratches on his cheek from battling earlier. His barcode that is black, which glows white when he uses his magic.
Soraru then looks to the side. His staff and his hat were left scattered on the floor.
With little difficulty, he places both of the objects near him so they won't get taken.
With nothing to do, he starts to sing a song.
Even if this is just borrowed time
Right now only you are dear to me
Besides what I want to know, I don't know anything
Just a little longer
It still seems like it might rain. Since it hasn't stopped,
"Just take me away with you already"
Let me hear those simple words
He stops, staring at Mafu once more.
Smiling, he thought.
You really are troublesome.
