MCYT Oneshots

Ranboo - Water

I walked up to the cliff we always met at. I saw him sitting there already, legs dangling from the edge.

We never had to talk to notify one another; our presence was good enough. I sat by him, grass swaying in the wind and a few pebbles falling down the slope.

When looking down I could see a deep pool of water. People called it Death Lake. I don't blame them, if you fall in you will be gone, forever. People fall in about thrice a year. Three deaths just by some stupid water.

I recalled so many memories with my man that is sat by my side. Dancing to a Lemon Demon song, playing Minecraft, stargazing, even just laying together watching the Greatest Showman. We always promised we would grow famous together, even though we needn't the lights.

I glance over at my boyfriend, or I suppose an ex by now. His hair flicking every way, although somehow falling perfectly across his face. The colour shining in the moonlight as we stared out at the shimmering water. His eyes changing hues throughout the day, always complimenting his clothes. Even just the way he had played Minecraft and streamed as I laid across his bed had been so smooth and clean.

I pulled his sweatshirt closer to me, even though it's already on me and can't get much closer. He still watched the soft waves. The calmness was unsettling. I was sent into a flashback for a minute: his arm around me as we watched the skies turn from blues to reds and purples to a black with bright stars. They now are so dull.

He stood up and faced me. I stood up as well, hoping to hug him another time. I couldn't just leave him when his face is everywhere I look. I lunged for him, but I was too slow. His appearance grows transparent as his body falls into the water. I lose my balance for a second, and follow him down.

Everything is so calm underwater. Aside from my lungs burning, it is so peaceful here. Besides, I wanted to stay with him forever. It has been weeks since the accident. We were playing and I nearly fell off the edge but as he pushed me away he fell. His body was still intact, I noticed as I looked beside me on the floor. His hair still flowed so lovely and he was so calm looking, as if he were just sleeping. My throat closes and I choke on the water, drowning more than before. I look back up as the light barely reaches half to me.

I wake up and hug my side. Why did he have to die? I still had his picture on my bedside: us together, him with his black and white mask obviously smiling. The date January 2nd, 2021, it says on the back. Why couldn't it just be me and not him.

489 words - I'm kinda tired and had this idea for a while. I also just wanted to make a sad story that wasn't too long. Stay safe, lovelies. (If you are wondering when I will do your request, I still have school, work, and my mental health so it may take time. I will do it eventually, though. I will at you when it is done :)