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『𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓶𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽』 ❝the comfort of the autumn wind
replaces the emptiness in my heart❞
a͟ h͟a͟o͟s͟h͟u͟a͟ d͟r͟a͟b͟b͟l͟e͟.͟
d͟i͟s͟c͟l͟a͟i͟m͟e͟r͟.͟
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• i hope you like it lmao okay enjoy.
a chilly breeze wraps itself around the small apartment from an open window. an orange hue surrounds itself against the wall from the sunlight hitting the colored curtain. sounds of the city life outside can be heard. cars, people, and animals all living their busy life.
it’s quiet in the apartment. the sound of a small birman cat walking around against the wooden floor can be heard at this hour.
after a while, the soft cat had enough of the quietness. she goes to her owner's room, the small crack of the door opens.
after a while, the soft cat had enough of the quietness. she goes to her owner's room, the small crack of the door opens.
she hops onto the bed and steps on his stomach. no affect, she then licks his open palm and nuzzles her head against it, in attempt to wake him up.
this results in him stirring and petting the cat. he opens his eyes and sighs. another quiet day, he thinks to himself.
this results in him stirring and petting the cat. he opens his eyes and sighs. another quiet day, he thinks to himself.
he looks to the other side of the bed. he’s not here. a small note is all that’s left.
"i have to go to work, sorry for leaving so early. love you"
— joshua
— joshua
there’s a small pang in his heart. he should be used to this by now. he should know he won’t be next to him in the mornings anymore. “i love you” why did it feel empty? that’s right, he thinks. they weren’t who they used to be. years have passed now, things have changed.
/he’s/ changed.
looking at the light beams flickering on the empty ceiling he closes his eyes to will himself to not cry. it’s too early to cry minghao, not again, he says to himself.
looking at the light beams flickering on the empty ceiling he closes his eyes to will himself to not cry. it’s too early to cry minghao, not again, he says to himself.
he sits up and grabs his brown wool cardigan. he carefully takes the cat to hold in his arms before going to start his day. “i’m not sad, okay mimi” he whispers to her. “today will be a good day”
he slips on his slippers and makes his way to the kitchen. the apartment is chilly, many would close the window as soon as possible but he doesn’t mind. he enjoys the cool air. once he reaches the kitchen island, mimi hops off his arms and goes to play with one of her toys.
minghao starts heating up water in a kettle for his coffee. normally he would drink tea but he felt as though he wanted to be stronger and more awake today. he doesn’t want to feel so tired anymore.
it’s too quiet, he thinks. on his way to the bathroom, he puts a disc on the record player. he smiles to himself as a soft tune travels around the empty place.
he stands in front of the mirror. his fingers traveling down his neck, touching the fresh pink bruises he’s gotten, marks from the night before definitely not going away anytime soon.
he used to be proud of them. used to love it when he got them. loved the feeling of showcasing he was joshua’s.
now it just weakens his heart when he sees it. it didn’t feel as though joshua did it out of love but out of something to just give him pleasure.
now it just weakens his heart when he sees it. it didn’t feel as though joshua did it out of love but out of something to just give him pleasure.
he shifts his eyes away from his covered neck to his face, tears evident in his eyes. the spark that was once there, the light everyone said he had, it dissolved farther away. his plain brown eyes are all he sees, dark and empty.
empty. that seems to be the word that describes everything nowadays.
as he dries his face he hears the clinging of keys and rattling of the doorknob. he freezes in panic.
as he dries his face he hears the clinging of keys and rattling of the doorknob. he freezes in panic.
who would it be? it can’t be joshua? he has work, he wouldn’t come back, he’s never skipped a day.
he feels his heart starting to beat faster as he contemplates what to do. he spots the toilet plunger in the corner of the bathroom and picks it up as a weapon.
he feels his heart starting to beat faster as he contemplates what to do. he spots the toilet plunger in the corner of the bathroom and picks it up as a weapon.
he opens the bathroom door watching the front door slowly open. mimi seems to be scared as well as she slips in the bathroom and goes between minghao’s legs.
as each second passes minghao prepares himself to attack the person coming in.
as each second passes minghao prepares himself to attack the person coming in.
the front door opens. a small bouquet of roses and the familiar dark brown sweater walks through the door.
minghao lowers the plunger putting it aside. confusion now fills him replacing the panic. what is he doing here?
minghao lowers the plunger putting it aside. confusion now fills him replacing the panic. what is he doing here?
“joshua?” he softly says out loud. joshua snaps his head up towards him and gives him a small smile. “weren’t you going to work?”
mimi escapes the bathroom going to nuzzle against joshua’s legs. joshua kneels down to pet her.
mimi escapes the bathroom going to nuzzle against joshua’s legs. joshua kneels down to pet her.
joshua sighs and places the bouquet on a small wooden table. “there’s too much traffic and i’m too tired, i just said I'm sick and can’t make it today” joshua shrugs and goes to their bedroom, probably to change into something comfortable.
minghao hums and stays quiet, not sure about what to say. he feels conflicted. he should be happy his lover is home for the day but it feels unusual. he hasn’t had a day off in so long, both of them always apart for the majority of their day.
now that he’s here and they’re together, what were they to do. his heart sinks a bit, noticing it shouldn’t be this way. he shouldn’t have to overthink how to spend the day with the one he loves. it shouldn't feel this way even in the slightest.
