☾up in the clouds [✓]

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『 4 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳 』

corbyn, now eighteen, laid awake on his bed. it was almost two in the morning, but his tired eyes stayed open.

corbyn had been thinking a lot lately and he didn't like it. they were all thoughts that he didn't want. he didn't want lose him, but he felt like his presence was slowly fading away.

as corbyn sat up against his headboard, his head lying back against the hard wood, his bedroom door opened. the dim light of the hallway shone throughout his room. in walked jonah.

jonah was clad in a maroon t-shirt and black shorts, his usual nighttime outfit. his brown hair stayed messy atop his head.

"hey corbyn, why are you up?" he asked, sitting on the bed in front of corbyn a he tucked his legs, sitting criss cross.

"just— thinking."

"what are you thinking about?" jonah asked, interested in what was keeping the blonde up so long.

memories of jonah being with him flashed through corbyn's mind, delaying his response.

「𝘧𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 」

𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘣𝘺𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘫𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘩 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘭𝘥, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦.

𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘣𝘺𝘯'𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘰 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦.

𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘢𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘦𝘯𝘥. 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘪𝘳𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘴, 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘴, 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘦; 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦.

𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺𝘦𝘥 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦. 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘶𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.

"𝘪 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶!" 𝘫𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘩 𝘺𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘣𝘺𝘯'𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘵, 𝘵𝘢𝘨𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳.

"𝘢𝘩𝘩!" 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘣𝘺𝘯 𝘺𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘰𝘮 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘥𝘦.

"𝘰𝘸!" 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥.

"𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘣𝘺𝘯! 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘬𝘢𝘺? 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦, 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘰𝘬𝘢𝘺. 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘬𝘢𝘺? 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦." 𝘫𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘩 𝘮𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘹𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘣𝘺𝘯'𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺.

"𝘪'𝘮 𝘰𝘬𝘢𝘺." 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘣𝘺𝘯 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘭𝘺.

𝘫𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘩 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥.

"𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘫𝘰."

"𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦, 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘣𝘴"

「𝘧𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 」

"i'm afraid you're fading away."

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