I, once again, wake up in the middle of the night. I sit up in my cold white sheets, only lighted by the moonlight piercing through the blinds. I shake my head and run my hands through my head, sighing. I'm exhausted, but I keep waking up every hour. I take a look at my phone, to see if he has sent a message. Nothing. I get up and walk to the kitchen to make some tea, eat something, do whatever, because I know I can't go back to sleep right now. I open the fridge, but there aren't any things I could eat to comfort myself. I put the water to boil and stand against the counter, staring at the white ceiling. I'm lost in my thoughts. I keep thinking about him. It hurts, but I can't help from doing it. The sound of boiling water takes me back to earth and I pour it in a cup, add the tea, before sitting on the couch. I slowly drink, spacing out every second.
Almost three months. It's almost been three months since Daichi left, since I can't sleep at night, since I drink tea at 1 am.
One week. I have one more week to be lonely. He's supposed to come back in five days precisely. I feel like I've only had half of a life since he's gone. Everything I do is only automatic, is aimless. Without him, I feel alone. I feel bitter.
I hear my phone ringing, taking me out of my gloomy thoughts. I look for it and realize I left it on the bed. When I finally find it, my heart pounds so strongly in my ribcage. It's a call. He's calling me.
"Hello ?
- Hi, Suga. I know it's late back in Japan, but I assumed you couldn't sleep, as usual.
- You're right.
My voice is about to break. He calls me really often, but tonight is one of those times I can't stand being away from him anymore.
- How are you doing ? he asks.
My throat doesn't seem to have the strenght to make a sound. I cough and try to get my voice back.
- I... I'm ok...
- Oh. Suga, my love, please don't cry.
I gulp.
- It's too late.
I hear him sigh.
- I'll be here in a week. We don't have lots of time to wait anymore. I'll be starting to pack my stuff really soon.
- I know, Daichi, but... It's hard you know.
- Hey. Don't pretend it's not hard for me either. I love that job, but... I love you more.
- Bullshit, I say, letting out a bitter laughter. If it was true, you wouldn't have left me.
- Wha...? What ? Don't you dare say that ! I had to leave you. I didn't have a choice. If I loved my work more, I would've married my boss, not you.
- Mmh.
- Listen, Suga. All of this is going to be over soon. I ask you to be just a little more patient. I'll come back to you as soon as possible.
- Yes, ok. I'm sorry, I say, wiping my tears. I'm such an egoist. I didn't want to break down on the phone.
- Don't say that about yourself. You're the less egoistic person I've ever met. It's just normal you feel down, and I do too.
- But since I'm crying, you're holding back your tears, I say a bit more confidently.
- What...?
- I can hear it in your voice, Daichi. I'm sorry, I was selfish.
- No, no... That's...
He sighs and continues.
- God, I crave after a night with you. A day, even. A year. All my life. I miss you so much, Suga.
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Daisuga One Shots
FanficEverything's in the title. Some of the OS are fun, some are angsty, some are sad. Hope you like it !