𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝟱𝟰.

red.

song: meet me in the hallway by Harry styles

Tomoya's POV:
before it..happened? well, from what I remember, it was just a normal day..

"Seijiiiii! Wake up!" I said as I jumped on his bed, pulling back the covers only to be met with..Seiji? His hair was a complete mess and his eyes were barely open. But I could see the red colour.

"...I thought you weren't going to go out."

"I don't give a shit about what you have to say," He responded, his speech slightly slurred.

"Sei..come, let me help y-"

"I don't need your help. Go back to your dumbass boyfriend, I bet he misses you already."

And then I slapped him, leaving a red mark on his cheek. He slapped me back and I flinched in pain.

"Go fuck yourself then." I said, holding back my tears as I walked out.

I just left your bedroom
Give me some morphine
Is there any more to do?

I softly knocked on 14's door. I mean, I'd just come in without hesitation, if my dads didn't kill him for it. Oh, they think we're so innocent. Seriously, they had me and asshole- also known as Seiji- when they were 16.

"14? Are you awake, sweetheart?" I got no answer. "..." I sat on the floor and waited, trying to ignore the noise.

Just let me know I'll be at the door, at the door
Hoping you'll come around
Just let me know I'll be on the floor, on the floor
Maybe we'll work it out

"Hey, you need to wake up, honey.." he still hadn't responded. Fuck it. I walked into his room and saw..holy shit, him. His bare torso, his soft, raven hair..oh, I could run my fingers through it all day. And I can't forget those deep red eyes. And I wanted those eyes to be open.

So, as any loving and innocent girlfriend would do, I laid on top of him, having to shuffle up a little bit since he was so tall. No, I'm definitely not short..

Seiji's POV:

My mostly red eyes stared at myself in the mirror, my pale hands gripping the edge of the sink. I looked..like shit. At this rate I think it's my aesthetic. Well, at least it is with the popular kids. That's how I got roped into the devil's lettuce. And..some other things too. I don't even know, was that 100% weed? I don't think so..but I was out of it. Can you blame me?

I gotta get better, gotta get better
I gotta get better, gotta get better
I gotta get better, gotta get better
And maybe we'll work it out

I was snapped out of my thoughts by hearing soft kissing noises from 14's room. I audibly gagged so they could hear, before turning on the shower, and stepping into the cold water, trying to get rid of the dry feeling on my red tongue.

14's POV:

My crimson eyes sleepily opened to see the most beautiful girl I've ever seen above me. I blushed bright red. "!! T-tomoya!" My sentence was interrupted by her lips pressing against mine. I instantly melted into it, my arms wrapping around her waist. After a few minutes of us kissing, my hand slowly slipped down to her ass before I heard a gag from Seiji. I rolled my eyes and moved away a little. Tomoya giggled and kissed my cheek.

"Morning, sleepy head. You're fiiiinally up! I was waiting for you."

"How long was i asleep..?"

"Luckily not too long, ultimate lucky student! We still have time to snuggle." She buried her face in my chest, purring softly when I put my hands in her hair, playing with it. I kissed her forehead lovingly, making her whole face go scarlet.

I walked the streets all day
Running with the thieves
'Cause you left me in the hallway
(Give me some more)
Just take the pain away

Tomoya's thoughts:
..just a normal day. I thought that..we were going to go to school, and just have a regular fucking day. But sometimes, things don't go to plan.

As soon as I walked through the school gate, my vision was clouded with RED. All I could see. The colour of the sun, the sun that was just rising as I gave my dads a hug, to say goodbye as Shumai kissed my forehead and Ko jumped to ruffle my hair. It was all normal. The colours I see every day at the warehouse: black, white, purple. And it all got swallowed up in RED.

Just let me know I'll be at the door, at the door
Hoping you'll come around
Just let me know I'll be on the floor, on the floor
Maybe we'll work it out
I gotta get better, gotta get better
I gotta get better, gotta get better
I gotta get better, gotta get better
And maybe we'll work it out
We don't talk about it
It's something we don't do
'Cause once you go without it
Nothing else will do.