Team (discontinued for now)

Chapter 33: Roses

(Published this chapter slightly early because I'm not gonna be super active tomorrow so now y'all don't have to wait! ^^)

Trigger warning: This chapter contains mentions of suicide.

Spring walked around the junkyard with a pep in his step, listening to a tune on the Walkman he found there last week. This place was magical, and Spring couldn't wait to find any more gorgeous junk in there. He was about to pick up a rusty tire when he heard the sound of something shattering to pieces.

Frightened, the dirty blonde took off his headphones and followed after the repeating noise, besides his gut telling him not to.

Man, he was just having a good day. He hoped he wasn't about to get murdered or something.

Carefully glancing from behind a large junk pile, Spring saw a small brunette boy holding a baseball bat right above a glass lamp.

"What the hell? Is that...?" Spring squinted his eyes, trying to remember where he'd seen the boy before.

Spring's eye caught a gorgeous-looking vase, and as he gasped in amazement, he noticed the brunette saw the item as well. The boy picked up the vase, lay it down in front of him and-

"NO!!" Spring yelled, charging towards the teenager.

The boy jumped in surprise and turned around, revealing himself to be Loon, that kid of the Idol Duo. Spring halted in front of the vase, catching Loon's bat before it could hit the object.

"What??" Loon watched as Spring picked up the vase in confusion.

"You can't just smash this thing! It's gorgeous!" Spring replied as if it were obvious.

Which it probably was, but Loon didn't care about vases.

"Okay." Loon shrugged, turning to a lamp nearby.

"What are you even-"

*CRACK*

"Hey!" Spring cried out in surprise as Loon hit the lamp with his bat.

Loon sighed, annoyed with Spring already.

"What now?" He asked with no real fire behind it.

"Why the hell are you smashing all this junk?? Whatever it is, it's probably not a good reason." Spring huffed, sternly crossing his arms over the vase.

"I'm angry." Loon simply announced.

"So you're taking it out on this awesome junk? There's better ways to cool off! Cooking, gardening, fixing stuff........" Spring counted on his fingers, Loon noticed that his counting was a bit off.

"Why do you care so much about this junk, anyways?" Loon let the bat drop down to his side, and although he still didn't seem convinced to stop smashing stuff, Spring appreciated that he was at least listening to him.

"I, well, I just do! Sometimes it's crazy what kind of stuff people throw away. Like, this vase! It's in perfect state, and looks really nice as well! You could easily use it to put some flowers in or just as simple decoration! Or that shirt over there! It's kinda dirty, but if you just wash it it's perfect to wear." Spring passionately explained, picking up random things lying around while he was at it.

"I know there's some really useful stuff lying around here, but what's the point of collecting it? I mean, you could just buy some T-shirts or vases in shops that haven't been used before and aren't dirty." Loon tilted his head at the taller blonde, a bit confused on why he was so passionate about thrash.