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05: COLD

Its already been a week after Ion and Vice get all cuddly. To Vice, Ion seems to be... weird. He acts strange lately, and Vice didn't have the slightest idea why is that. He's not the usual Ion who invites him over his house, who brings him food at his house, who yells at him at the morning to open the door for him, who randomly gives his friend a hug, who loves teasing the latter. Everything in an instant, changed. It was like the wind blew Ion away from him. Ion usually don't go outside his house anymore, when he's supposed to be cuddling with Vice right now. Whenever he's outside, he would give Vice a weak smile, a no emotion face, and a simple cold wave when it was supposed to be a big and warm hug.


Why is he suddenly like that?


He was acting like some kind of a red rose. It has its youth and beauty, but a quality that fades in time. Roses are most beautiful when newly sprung, but this is a beauty that by definition, cannot last. That's how he is right now.


Vice sighed in defeat. Many questions, but no answer. He looked at the house infront of his, through the window. Can't he be the Ion he use to know again? Why would he be like that?


A loud gasp escaped Vice's mouth. Maybe Ion found out that he ain't straight after all. If he did, why would he not accept him? If he did, why would he not be happy and support him?


Vice didn't want to jump into conclusions and assume that his friend, (or is he still a friend?) did really found out, but busy instead. So he didn't have much time for Vice, like before.


Vice badly wanted to know the reason behind all this, why Ion suddenly change..


Or did he really changed? Maybe it was really him. He did just masked himself, so he can make Vice happy and be friends with him... what if he really is a cold person?


What if he didn't really care?


What if?

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