Stages of Grief | Noctyx

Bargaining

Sonny Brisko

"Do you have someone you like?"

Oh, do I? The only thing I knew is that I very much like those brown locks of his. Those heterochromic eyes I could drown into forever. Those slender curvy body I yearn to hold. But I have a boyfriend.

The best boyfriend anyone could ask for. Those wonderful purple hair. Those delicate eyes in different shades of purple. Those fragile waist that begs me to hold them.

Obvious similarities can be seen in the both of them, but I knew how opposite they were. He was noisy, while he is rather soft spoken. He was carefree, he is very much elegant. He was a mess, he is pristine.

Despite the differences I could number between them, I can't help but think about him, every time I am with him.

I wanted him, but he needed me.