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A/n: nah bc ive been inactive asf on here so my bad AHA, anyway take a oneshot I wrote a few months ago ig.
Btw if there's any shit grammar just ignore that😻🙏

He hated him so fucking much. So why did he also bear feelings for him? This feeling made Nacht nauseated, but at the same time gave him comfort.

Yami sukehiro. This man was the definition of indecent.

But he was no different. He only appeared to show his hatred towards Yami because he was just like him.

Nacht couldn't stand it.

If anything he hated himself more than anyone.

He hated that he was disgusting and vile. He hated that he couldn't be like his younger brother. He absolutely despised that he couldn't be kind and forgiving. Someone people could turn towards.

He pushed his self hatred on Yami because he didn't want to admit he never truly changed. He never truly changed from that vile person he previously was.

His feelings for Yami slowly turned into comfort after realizing Yami stayed true to himself, even after 15 years. Comfort knowing that his once close friend was still the same. That's what gave Nacht hope. Even if it was small. It was still hope.

The only thing that Nacht still had weighing on his emotions was one word that he couldn't describe. Something that made his stomach turn. It was no longer hatred. Knowing that he could never live up to his brother's legacy as someone that genuinely cared about others bothered Nacht.

Nacht knew over the years Yami had gotten close with his younger brother. Jealousy slowly took over his heart. Even after his brother passing many years ago he was still jealous of how he was a better person. A better person that Yami could love.

He needed to know what Yami thought about Morgen. He needed to know. Nacht hated having to go back to the hideout but these feelings had been stuck with him for 15 years, he was sick of it. Sick of being confused.

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Everyone in the black bulls attempted to do their normal routines. Of course with nothing being perfect a lot of commotion and mixed emotions filled the hideouts space.

Nacht heard it. Loud, noisy and obnoxious. It didn't bother him as much anymore but still took a slight toll on his sanity. The urge to beat the living fuck out of everyone was so tempting. This thought caused Nacht to flinch as he slowly appeared in the shadows. As to not alarm anyone from an intruder he yelled at Asta, probably if not the only most bearable person there. "I'm back" , Nacht said softly enough for Asta to hear as his gentle footsteps made his way to Yami's room.

"Hi sir!!", Asta yelled back as Nacht made his way down the hall. If Nacht was lucky Yami would still be in the bathroom taking a shit. He didn't wanna face him in the eyes. The idea of himself being judged would make him even scared.

Shit.

The one time Yami wasn't in the bathroom. Yami sat in a chair near one of the many windows in the base. Something about the spot Yami sat at was calming as compared to the very chaotic energy the black bulls gave off.

Nacht slowly made his way towards Yami slightly opening his eyes. Nacht knew Yami could tell he was there. "Hey Yami". Yami inhaled his cigarette as he took it out of his mouth to exhale. "Hey ya pretty dumbass". Nacht flinched again, he had the sudden urge to punch him right where he stood. Fighting his urges he walked & stood next to him.

The view was beautiful. Nacht could tell why Yami cherished this spot.

"So what brings ya to the hideout, don't you normally hate this place", Yami asked nonchalant. "Actually I came here to talk to you". "Oh? Honored, the beautiful emo jerk came for a special visit to see me".