Synesthesia

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The blue haired male collapsed on his bed, In the end he couldn't do it, he felt like he was a coward.

'Why couldn't I say it?!' He thought in his head, out of consciousness his started to fall feeling the heavy pressure of the thing called heartache.

Gripping on his bed sheets, he pulled himself together and pack his things for tomorrow.

The time passed on and it was already, 11:24 in the evening. He decided to check on the albino, who he assumes is already knocked out.

Standing stiffly in front of the white haired male's room, he quietly turned the knob.

He sat beside the male, who had curled up into a ball, stroking his soft white hair, a small bittersweet smile danced upon the male's face.

Surely he'll miss the albino, leaving a small final peck in his forehead before catching some zzz's himself.

...

Soraru woke up around 4 in the early morning by the ringing sound coming from his alarm, groggily grabbing a change of clothes and walking to the bath.

It was around 6 am when he had finished prepping himself, going down the flight of stairs he was greeted by Amatsuki who was seated in the living room arranging bundles of paper work.

The blue haired male bid farewell and so did the other, he was escorted by Amatsuki to the gate, giving him a small nod and an envelope before calling a cab to take him home.

Standing still in front of his apartment, he feels empty, very empty and he knows why.

He unlocked the door and went in, not bothering to lock the door again.

He flopped down on his bed, he faced his computer emptily contemplating to wether he should check his NND account or not, he decided not to and just brood until tomorrow afternoon so he could get started on a new song.

...

Grumbling a few curses in his sleep, he was awoken by his ringing phone.

He looked lazily at the caller ID, noting to himself that he'll scold who ever it was for disturbing his nap time. He glanced at the clock and it was already past 10 pm, he wondered who would call him at such late hour of the day?

It was Amatsuki, he should've known, without wasting anymore time, he answered.

"

Amatsuki, why'd you call?", His hoarse voice asked.

"It's about mafu...come to the hospital"

That single sentence made him jump out of his bed, he didn't even bother to change clothes and dashed out of his apartment like his life depended on it. Practically it did.

He didn't care if people would stare at him, he doesn't have the time to. Feeling his lungs burn and his throat dry, it had been a vary long time since he ran a long distance.

He felt like his knees would buckle any moment but he still kept going, for all he knows this might be his last chance.

He'd often stumble a bit due to tiredness but that didn't stop him from running, his heart beat faster when the hospital came into view.

Slowing down a bit, he tried to catch his breath as he approached the reception desk.

Stating mafumafu's last and first name, once he got the room number, he thanked the person and sped walk through the halls.

He soon arrived at the place he was looking for, his mind wondered if he should knock first then go in or just go in without knocking?

(A/N: That's what you're worried about?)

Before he could do anything else, the door swung open revealing a familiar ash blonde with a pinkette behind him.

They both stared at each other before nodding and Luz dragged the his partner along with him, soraru looked at the scene in front of him;

A brunette in a lab coat sat silently across the room holding a bunch of papers on his hand and Amatsuki gripping on an eye drop while holding it above mafumafu's bandage covered eyes who sat on top of a hospital bed.

The male cleared his throat making Amatsuki snap his head towards him, "Soraru-san I-" Amatsuki was cut of by a sudden tug on his sleeve.

"So was the surgery successful?" Soraru asked though he got no reply from the male but he was gesturing him to take off the bandages, "Why don't you find out yourself?"

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