He is wearing—In top: Oversized knit sweater—soft cream colour… his sleeves are slightly too long. I wonder why he always wears oversized clothes and when he is nervous he just hides his finger inside them and thinks I can't notice. But he looks smaller in that outfit.
I smirk… while examining his full clothing.
In bottom: Straight-Cut Denim Jeans—Pale pastel blue colour… it makes it a little peaceful colour he likes huh…
Shoes: Canvas Sneakers—clean white… Hmm… I think he cleaned them in the morning.
He is also wearing a Minimal Bracelet—thin silver.
"Hm… Minato, why are you…" I tried to talk but he cut me in the middle of my sentence."
He mumbled, "I wasn't sure what to wear… so I chose something simple."
My eyes widened. "Are you telling me it is simple?"
I looked over his figure and clothing again and again. "He's cute." I mumble.
He titled his head a bit, "Huh??"
He looked at me—annoyed I can tell by his eyes.
"Nothing." Awkwardly laughing.
You really look like you are going on a world trip?" I mock while laughing.
He glared at me and took a few steps near me.
"Oh… and you." He hovered his eyes on my figure and his jaw dropped.
"Lion, are you crazy or not??"
I glance at him—confused—my pride falls.
"Oii, why are you calling me crazy." I whisper.
"This is our 'first date' dude and you are wearing a simple t-shirt and jeans. I want to make it memorable." He stated with an annoyed face.
Oh!! I understand why he comes with so much preparation.
"He he… " I laugh while stroking my neck.
"Sorry, Next time I am gonna beat you in the fashion for sure just wait for it, hehe…." I promised and grabbed his hand while laughing.
He glared at me—and finally he sighed.
"Okay… and stop your laugh with that your ugly face" He smiled.
"Then let's see who has the better fashion sense." He challenged.
I nodded;
His face became bright from the sunlight or something more… I can't tell but for the first time I feel like I belong to someone.
He always gets angry on small things but later he becomes calm and smiles like nothing happened. He consoled me. Care for me. Never left my side even when I don't even tell him of my problem or act like I am fine.
I stare at him—He looks at my eyes also.
"Let's go—make it memorable." He mumbled while dragging me.
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When I am lost in thought, I hear clack. My eyes hover toward the direction where the sound came from. I saw Minato was leaving with the kids like they were in a hurry.
After they left;
I took steps down the stairs, and walked toward the area where I sit everyday—staring at the kitchen—imagining Minato is there making something like our old days.
I smirk; I want those days back anyhow when he was smiling, dragging and stubborning. I need him to be by my side, only mine, not anyone else even if I had to do something to Minato but How?? A plan how he became mine again.
Suddenly… Poke
I got something on my mind—I think it's gonna work.
"Ha ha… Why I never thought about it before." I laughed. It didn't even sound like mine
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I was in the washroom.
My mouth was filled with blood while I was staring at myself from the mirror—smiling. How did I become like that? When?!
My tears were falling—like they became free from my pressure.
In the Washroom door someone was knocking it—too harshly. But I am too lazy to answer or I don't have the energy to even stand. I don't know who is knocking. I can't even say that person is knocking. It is like that person wanting to break it and shouting over and over the same word..
"OPEN IT, MINATO.." That person again shouted.
"OPEN IT, MINATO." Again..
"OPEN IT, MINATO." Over and over.
"OPEN IT, MINATO." Again.
I just want to sleep; only sleep.
My head starts to hurt suddenly… I feel weird in my stomach
I come to my knee and curl around it while grabbing my stomach tight—like it would help me to relax or reduce pain.
I remember my medicine. I panically looked around and the atmosphere was dark, and cold. My whole body was trembling like crazy.
I try to stand—tolerating the pain. My hands were shaking and I looked around again. I splash some water on my face to calm down—How can I be that reckless even if I can't control my tears.
I look upward at the ceiling… I take a deep breath and hold it for 10 seconds until I become calm.
I again look at myself in the mirror—I smile like I usually do.
But the bleeding from my mouth got dry. It looks creepy. I quickly wash that and wipe it from the tissue. Suddenly again I hear.
"MINATO, IF YOU ARE NOT GONNA ANSWER, I AM GONNA BREAK IT." Shimizu shouted in worry—a bit of anger showing in his voice.
I remember what I was doing until now.
I take a few steps toward the door. When I am unlocking the door I notice…
Something on my hand is dripping. I quickly hide my hand behind me and I smile.
Shimizu looked at me, his tears falling. He grabbed my shoulder and looked into my eyes like trying to find something.
"What are you doing in there?" He stared at my eyes.
"Why are you not answering?" He whispered, his tears dripping on my face.
I was not in the condition to tell him what happened, my legs were trembling but I am trying my best to control it. I don't want to worry him.
I just stand there—speechless.
Hiding my bloody hand behind my back.
I don't know what is happening with me but my condition is becoming worse.
I need to visit the hospital again.
TO BE CONTINUED.