“August, are you serious?” Elicia whined as I went around the room, packing a few more things into my duffle. “August!”
Sighing, I turned from the dresser and made eye contact with her. “Yea babeh. Ha many ways I gotta say it?”
“However many it takes to not sound like you’re leaving!”
“Lowa ya voice befo I lowa it fa ya, and it’s literally fa two nights.”
“Nigga I am not your child, you cannot lower shit for me. And did you forget that we have a session with the reverend tomorrow morning? It doesn’t look good to reschedule the first step of our marriage August.”
Imagine an AU where Haru dies, and after the funeral and everyone goes home Makoto heads up to his bedroom and closes the door behind him, his family looking on with worry because they hadn’t seen him cry a single tear at the funeral.
Meanwhile a somber Makoto lays down on his bed, putting in his headphones and setting his music on shuffle. The very first song that comes on is FLOWER by OLDCODEX, and once it begins to play Makoto moves his thumb to change the song, but something keeps him from pushing the button. As the song plays the lyrics pierce Makoto’s heart with each word sung, and soon he can no longer hold back the tears as he sobs into his pillow, tightly gripping his shirt where his heart beats painfully in his chest, a hole left behind by the loss of his best friend.