MLQC Oneshots

To wait and forget (Shaw)

Been thinking about Shaw lately so have this small dabble

He's an interesting person, hopefully I did alright with his characterization but tbh im still learning 

There was reason to the setting, but I essentially abandoned it lmao (it doesn't matter that much)

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It was far too late to be outside.

Standing at the edge of the sidewalk in only a thin shirt and shorts, she crosses her arms tightly and kicks the small stones at her feet. Hardly any cars pass by anymore. She tried measuring the minutes between them, but always ended up losing count. She missed the warm nights of summer, the fireworks and festivals, but time moved on, and it would soon be Autumn.

'Stood up?'

A playful voice breaks through her own pitiful silence, and MC turns her head. The blue-silver haired boy watched her carefully, his hands buried in the pocket of his jeans. MC quickly turns her head back.

'Don't you have a show to go to?'

'Didn't feel like it.' he shrugs and poses again 'Waiting for someone?'

'Maybe.'

Shaw snickers. 'It was a yes or no question.'

'I don't have to explain myself.'

As she finished speaking, she felt something being draped over her shoulders. His jacket is warm, and she welcomes it openly.

'You're bold today.' he comments.

'I could say the same about you.' she secures the jacket properly over her shoulders. Looking back in his direction, she could only see his side profile. But in his eyes she saw something unmistakable. Something like tenderness. Very 'not-Shaw.'

'Why are you here, Shaw?'

He glares at her slightly. 'Maybe it's because someone was stupid enough to stand in the streets in the middle of the night, defenceless and empty-haneded.'

'You never would have known that if you came here willingly.' she retorts.

'...wow, you got me there.' he answers, sarcasm lacing his words.

'You won't really tell me, will you?'

'Maybe.'

MC doesn't speak further. It's hardly uncomfortable as the two stand only in the company of each other. But as it seemed, Shaw was never one to stand still.

'Let's go.'

'Go where?'

'Wherever.' he starts to walk away. 'You get nothing by standing here, wallowing in your own sadness.'

'Gee thanks, Shaw.' she replies. 'But, I really shouldn't-'

'If you're not going to speak about why you're sad, I'm not going to wait for you to tell me. If you want to forget then let's forget.'

'Shaw...' she laughs. Something, in all honesty, he least expected. 'You're more caring than I thought.'

'And you're as idiotic as I expected.' he scoffs. She rolls her eyes. 'Are you coming or not?'

'Yeah, I'm coming.' she follows his lead, and not once does she look back.