Albedo was too far gone to truly notice or question it. Kaeya's hand has started to mess with his hair and that was truly it for Albedo. As he started to quickly drift into dreamland his sleep-ridden thoughts had started to wander. These feelings were so new and real, nothing like he's experienced before. Why with Kaeya? What made him so special? What made him like Kaeya so much? Maybe it was their conversations, maybe it was the way he was never bored around him or the airy feeling he got whenever the blue-haired man was around.

his coughing slowly seemed to die down into little trickles here and there. And he was only choking at this point due to the sobs he couldn't seem to stop. He begrudgingly tore off his hoodie now slightly damp with sweat and used the dry parts to wipe his face, too gone to care about how unhygienic it was as he slumped against the toilet seat. But as his vision cleared he noticed something with a strange amount of color floating in the water. Blue? Keith frantically rubbed his eyes hoping that he was just seeing things but as he looked again there was a flower, clear as day floating in the water with a completely perfect shape as if freshly picked from a bush. Aside from the dark spots of blood on a few of the petals.