Stay. ~ [COMPLETED]

He didn't

Quick Author's note before we start~

Hello everybody, I'm sorry, it has been a while! This will be the last chapter of this fanfic. I can't hold my promise I made last chapter so I'm really sorry :< I'm just really unmotivated, if you have any questions about the fic, or things you didn't understand, please feel free to ask questions, I'll try to provide an answer! Friendly Feedback on writing is always welcome! 💜

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No P.O.V

Rantaro lay on top of his bed, staring at the ceiling, feeling.. conflicted. When he learnt his truth, it felt like he was choking. It was an unknown pain. It was horrible. He felt horrible. He wanted nothing but to exist in the void, to be nothing but an empty shell. He'd never been in love, he had never experienced such a feeling. He was nothing but lonely. So, so lonely. So starved for the feeling of affection. He'd been living a dream. No, he'd been living with a nightmare, dressed like a dream. Korekiyo had been everything Rantaro could've asked for. A friend. Perhaps a lover. And he was gone. It was a love, a friendship so strong, it made Rantaro feel so weak. It was stripped away from him and he felt like he didn't want to go on.

Rantaro remembered his cold hands. Those goddamn cold, comforting hands that held his own during his nights of terror. God, Rantaro felt pathetic. He was so lonely. Forever yearning for something that would not come. He didn't want to sleep. Sleeping led to dreaming, and he was afraid that he'd see Korekiyo again, and prove that he was nothing but a figment of an affection-starved imagination. Then again, Korekiyo was lonely too. If he was here, he'd propose to be lonely together, with Rantaro. And Rantaro would love nothing more than that.

『❦』

Rantaro needed to feel something. Whether it be the strong impact of the ground beneath him, or the refreshing, icy breeze. Most people would prefer him to do the latter. Rantaro sat on the rooftop, it was an enticing scene, like something out of a romance movie. It was midnight, so the stars only shone brighter. One suffering from heartache will look not forward, but up; to where we once came from. The stars. It hurt, trying to remember a dream. As much as Rantaro pushed himself to, he couldn't remember anything but 'his' name.

The cool, bitter zephyr blanketed Rantaro as he heard silent whispers and remembered memories of long gone. Trying his best to hold on, he tried to remember all the things he thought they did, and all the things he still wanted to do. Rantaro lifted his arm, as if reaching for something, perhaps an answer. Feeling helpless, he looked up at the sky. The night was one of a silent, hurting, peace. The wind whispers, and so he whispered back a question.

'Is happiness still in reach?'

『❦』

Rantaro lay in his bed, restless, as dawn eagerly lay wait. Outside, dandelions bloomed. Dandelions are beautiful; even if they are weeds, plants that are to be frowned and looked down upon. Maybe they were there to remind Rantaro that even beautiful things can be a lie. Rantaro hadn't slept. He felt tired but completely awake. When Rantaro thought he already cried his heart out, he still felt like crying oceans upon oceans.  

Perhaps Rantaro's dear illusion, Korekiyo, made a tear in his heart. One that he actually made himself. Maybe Rantaro finally understood himself, why he had to imagine Korekiyo. He had felt so lonely. So affection starved, craving even a friend. Or maybe to distract himself from the mistake he made. Rantaro would like to think that he didn't need Korekiyo anymore, even if his heart was screaming in contradiction. But at the same time, Rantaro wanted Korekiyo to rest easy, knowing that he was going to make it through whatever that was happening. A man doesn't die when he is dead, he dies when he is forgotten. And Korekiyo would never die. He would hold immortal in Rantaro's dear, fragile heart.

『❦』

Korekiyo, an illusion, a distraction, a dream had made the last few years the happiest; only if Rantaro could regain such happiness without him. If Rantaro was to go back in time, he would never had let go. If he could, you would hold onto his cold, slender hands and never plan on letting go. But that mentality? It was useless in a world where tomorrow was never set in stone. Rantaro wanted to let go. He repeated 'thank you's' to a dream. And he may have felt pathetic, but that's okay.

『❦』

Rantaro would like to admit that Korekiyo was like a remedy to his broken down heart. Even if his disappearance made him felt worse, that's what love is. Even so, Korekiyo showed Rantaro truth. Reality.

Reality that included Korekiyo gone. Not waking up to Korekiyo sleeping next to him, a smile that was so beautifully imagined it felt real, and without a boy. A normal ordinary boy. Korekiyo. Who never had the same outfit. Who was interested in things of old. Who didn't know how to work a phone. Reality didn't have any of that. But that's okay. Because nothing is really how you can expect it to be.

『❦』

Even if Rantaro was hurting, he knew that he'd get back up again. All he needed was time. His mind was no longer a muddled mess, so he could think better. He tried to remain as if nothing happened. But that was a failed attempt. Something did happen. People can't just walk away from things that hurt them. Rantaro needed to accept that it happened. And it hurt. Like every other time. Rantaro accepted Korekiyo. Rantaro accepted his mistake with his sisters. As much as it did hurt, he wouldn't be able to live if he just denied their existence.

『❦』

So, everything he did reminded him of them. Simple tasks would remind him of people of the past. People he couldn't ignore. People whomst he loved. His sisters, his hallucination(s), his Korekiyo. Everything was so different. It was light, it felt as if he once again knew what life meant. Adventure, love, friendship, loyalty. All of those things and more. He felt as if he could properly say goodbye. One that had been long overdue.

'Goodbye, <sisters names*>. We'll meet again. At that time, I promise to take care of you. Care for you, love you and never let go until your ready. I won't let you feel the pain I went through. Or the pain you went through.'

'I loved you. You were exactly how I wished and envisioned and I hate it. But I'll love the stars in your place. For the stars are ever so far from my reach.'

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*Feel free to image any of the names, since they played a minor-ish part I was too bothered :(

Hello~ it's me~ thank you for reading all the way through. When I first had this idea, it was really nice but I just started to lose motivation for everything ^^;;. So I do apologise if this does seem so very half-assed. But to all the readers, thank you for supporting this fic all this time! But, all things come to an end. That is all for this story, again, if you have any questions are feedback, please feel free to comment!