Mei signed off then looked at Senku. He looked worse than the night he was shot. She hadn't heard from Kyoya either. She shook her head and plastered on a smile before approaching Senku.
"Paperwork's done. I can drop you off at home if you want?" Mei suggested as they walked out.
"That would be appreciated." Senku muttered.
Mei frowned. Did they have a fight? It would make sense if that was the case. Just how bad was it that Kyoya has gone off the grid? His family didn't know where he was. Not even Akito. She didn't bring it up to Senku, fearing he didn't need anymore stress added onto his plate.
"So, how is everything? Did they treat you right?" asked Mei, trying to make conversation.
"Yeah." replied Senku.
"The company's annual retreat is in two weeks. Would you like to join us?" she asked. Senku kept silent. "I understand if you're busy. Just wanted you to know in case you felt left out."
"Where's Kyoya?" asked Senku.
"At work. He's been quite busy since he spent the entire day with you. Hardly got any work done." lied Mei as they waited at a light.
"He didn't spend the entire day with me." Senku commented.
Mei looked at Senku wide eyed. She had to play dumb.
"What? Why didn't he tell me? Well, no matter, what's done is done." she said happily.
"I want to see him. Take me to the company." Senku demanded.
"Can't do that. We're almost to your place anyway." she said with a sigh.
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Senku sat at home, lying back on his bed staring at the ceiling. Why did he let him go? To lessen the pain? To make himself feel worse? Kyoya probably didn't want to see him anymore. Images of Kyoya flashed in his mind like a slideshow, starting from their first meeting to their parting the other day. He missed him. He missed his laugh when he made a joke, his smile when he entered the office, his annoyed face when he bothered him, his gentle touch when they had to pretend. He missed it all.
Why did Kyoya have to be a man? Why did he get feelings and desires for a man when he's never before? He took his phone out of his pocket and was greeted by his lock screen, a photo of Kyoya sitting back in his chair with his eyes closed, the view of the river in the far back. Senku found himself impulsively calling Kyoya's number, only to get his voicemail. He found that strange as Mei said he was at work.
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Senku had gone out as Mei was staying tight lipped on the matter, but he already connected the pieces. Kyoya not answering his phone and Mei staying quiet about why he wasn't answering. He wasn't at work. Senku started sprinting down the block, hoping he was at home. He had to be.
Senku slowed to a stop as he needed to catch his breath. Kyoya's wasn't too far from where he was. He collected himself then started walking again. The house started to come into sight.
Senku noticed his car wasn't in the driveway. Did he put it in the garage? He pressed on the doorbell. No one was coming to the door. He pressed a few more times. Still nothing. He looked around then unlocked the gate to his backyard. If he wasn't home, where in the world was he? He inspected the back, eventually trying to open the backdoor. It opened.
All sorts of fears started flooding his mind. He hurried inside, looking around for anything suspicious, opening any and every door. He headed upstairs and started opening doors. No one was home. He really didn't want to, but he didn't have much choice. Akito had to know something. He asked Mei for his number then gave him a call.
