After witnessing his sister's death, Azumane Asahi starts to stray from the crowd, not wanting anything but to grief. But fate has its own way to oppose what he wants. Nishinoya Yuu, his soulmate, came with a storm into his life. And Asahi wanted no...
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Yuu only stood there beside his new-found soulmate. His blood is boiling, and every deep breath that he takes just add more fuel to the blazing anger inside him. It was only day one, only 30 minutes since his eyes clashed with a pair of onyx eyes that turned lighter into chocolaty colour. How about his? What colour is it now; does it became lighter, or duller with his soulmate breaking down in front of him.
He contemplates with what he should do while gritting his teeth. It's not like he never encountered this kind of scene before; he has seen this far too much that it makes him afraid to do anything.
Yuu have some options, hugging is one of it; he tried it with his friends before, only to be shoved away or they're sobs will grew louder, it's a 50:50 chance. A pat can also be considered, but what kind of pat? A pat on the head? Seems unethical for a kouhai like him; a pat on the shoulder? On the back? Will that even help? What if it all spirals down after he did such thing?
But he have to try, or there won't be any of 'us' in them. So he did; he let his hand rest on the quivering shoulder for a few second. His action caught the older out of his trance, and he looked straight to Yuu with large brown eyes adored with droplets of tears. The spiky haired male's breath hitches, never has he caught into fear and awe at the same time; afraid that the person that he touched will disappear, and amazed by how beautiful the chocolaty orbs is.
They stared for like an eternity, both engulfed in the proof that they're really are soulmates. Asahi is the one who looked away first, his feature painted in pain as tears rolled down to his cheeks again. Yuu reached to the pocket of his pants instinctively, pulling out a snow white handkerchief with his name embroidered on the corner.
The fragile male takes it hesitantly, making a smile crept to the owner's lips; Yuu was glad, at least he didn't screw up big time.
