Erasermic hanahaki "Only You"

Worried

Hizashi's POV:

I stood there in shock. "What the fuck was that about? Is Shota okay? He was coughing alot..." I just sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose. "I hope I didn't fuck up." I flopped down on my bed and left the bedroom door open. I looked around the apartment to see only two more boxes that weren't unpacked yet. I knew I should have unpacked them, but I was just so tired from the last few days and not being able to rest. I felt my eye lids grow heavy as I slowly fell into sleep.

[Later that night]

Hizashi's POV:

I woke up to see that it was dark outside my window. "I must have slept the day away." I groaned as I sat up, stretching. All I could think about was Shota. Wide awake now, I walked over to the door and opened it, taking a peek down the hallway. Shota's door was closed, like everyone else's. I left the door open and looked down at my wrist to see it was 1:35 AM. The whole hallway was quiet, so I figured everyone was asleep.

Since I was FAR from tired, I decided to empty the rest of the boxes and clean the apartment. I turned on a Gorillaz playlist and started my work. Sure, I loved Gorillaz, but I liked it most of all because it was Shota's favorite band. Or at least, WAS. I didn't even know anymore. First I emptied the boxes, than I took them all out to the recycling. I started vacuuming my floor and was really into cleaning. Usually, I wasn't very neat, but music put me in a motivational mood. Finally, I finished and sat on the couch. I tried to stay awake as I listened to the music, but slowly passed out.

Shota's POV:

I woke up from a nightmare in a cold sweat. I never fell asleep at night, but when I did, nightmares were normal. I looked at the time on my phone that read 3:45 AM. I tried to go back to sleep, but insomnia's a bitch. "Ugh. Why can't the world just... stop." I was sprawled out on my bed when I remembered something. "Why the hell am I laying on my bed with no sheets? I must have left them in the hallway."

It's kinda sad that I only realized when I went to wrap myself up in my sheets. I figured that everyone was asleep so I thought I would sneak into the hallway quickly and grab my basket of laundry. I opened my door and all I heard was... music? I left my door open and crept down the hallway to where the music was coming from. "Hmm. Is that?... Aye. That's my favorite song."

[Song above] ((A/N your welcome for this masterpiece))

I didn't listen to music much anymore, but I used to. I kept walking and slowly humming to the music. I came to Hizashi's apartment. "Of course." I though, as I peeked through the open door. "No Shota! This is creepy! You don't even care, remember?!" My mind was fighting with itself, when I felt the urge to start coughing. I quickly picked up my basket and ran for my apartment. "Damn it."

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