the day had arrived. the day where the members were allowed to leave the dorm for departure. the day that everyone was waiting for.
well, everyone except a certain japanese member.
yuta sat on the window seat, silently staring at nothing through the blurred glass while listening to loud music being blared by his almost broken pair of earphones.
the whole group decided that it was a good idea to ride along on the bus on the way to the airport to say goodbye to the first set of members who were leaving, which were the chinese line.
he did everything that he could do to not go with them, like acting like he was still sleeping, acting like he was suddenly sick, moving very slowly for the members to reconsider dragging him along, but his ways were brought to no avail, so once he was forced to take a seat, he sat the very front of the bus, where almost none of the noise was heard.
this attempt, too, failed, because the sole reason why he didn't want to go decided to sit right next to him.
with this situation, he fixed his eyes on everything going around outside the bus, specifically the sky. he observed his how it was plain gray and gloomy while it poured out crystalline-like liquid, drop by drop.
the sky must be crying for me, he thought.
in the middle of sulking, yuta suddenly felt a light weight drop on his shoulder. at first, he didn't mind this, but as the seconds went by, he started to feel curious as what it was, so he tore his gaze away from the sky and turned to his left only to have hair shoved in his face.
he looked down, surprised by what he was welcomed with, then became even more surprised as he saw what the weight actually was.
sicheng had fallen asleep absentmindedly on his shoulder.
yuta then heard the rest of the group at the back of the bus, singing along to the song on the radio like it was a party.
he fell asleep in a situation like this?
he stared at the younger boy's face only to discover how the way he looked peaceful while sleeping was going to give him physical pain.
yuta turned away, but as he went back to staring at the silently sobbing sky, he felt his heart wrench in his chest.
if only he could keep him to himself.
