(author note: goodness me, this took far too long. This is probably my best piece of work, I adore how it turned out. Plus, it's angst including Rayan and one of his previous partners, Sage! Enjoy, boys bi's and bugs!)
I completely forgot! Tw / cw for blood, potential gore, mention of suicide, mention of corpses, etc. View with caution!
Rayan groaned softly, eyes adjusting to the sudden light surrounding him as he looked around. A pale, bright light surrounded him, engulfing him in a mass of luminous white. Or was it light? What was it? Rayan cautiously lifted his hand, skin even more pale than usual, his scars like tiny, colourless imperfections, and brought it forward, attempting to feel the stuff of which the mass was made of. To no avail. Just nothing, other than a slight sensation of pins and needles forming in his fingers, flowing slowly up his arm but disappearing suddenly as he snatched his hand back with one swift, practiced motion.
There was no sound.
Nothing to see.
Nothing to feel.
Nothing to touch.
Nothing to smell.
Nothing to taste.
Nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing-
Something caught Rayan's eye. There was a figure beside him, basking in the warm light like a delicate flower bathing in dancing sun rays.
Emerald green eyes, soft light brown hair in a loose ponytail streaked with sage green dye, black ear piercings, the all-too-familiar dark green jumper over a white polo-shirt..
It couldn't be..
"..Sage?"
It was a bit too bright for Rayan to actually see him, but the resemblance was there. He looked like Sage. Sage, his first partner. Sage, his first partner that actually loved him. Sage, his first partner that shot himself in the head in his bedroom. Sage, his first partner that Rayan had left behind to rot away, to let time do its work, and to be forgotten about in a matter of months.
Even worse, Sage still looked like his corpse. Bright, glimmering crimson stained his jumper and polo shirt, shimmering like glitter in the harsh brightness they were engulfed in. Half of his face was also stained in the red liquid, a gunshot wound still oozing blood like a rose-coloured waterfall just about visible on his forehead. The gun he had used to seal his inevitable fate was held lazily in his right hand, the barrel of the gun dripping his vibrant blood.
The rest of him looked normal enough, Rayan had recognized him within a second, but something felt.. off. Something felt different. Rayan couldn't exactly pinpoint what it was, but it was there, he just didn't know what it was. He looked normal, he looked like the Sage he once knew, but.. but something was wrong. Perhaps it was the way Sage's eyes reflected the dancing lights around them but didn't truly see them, or how his body was stiff, still like a statue or the remnants of an abandoned building, solitary and empty, completely frozen in time from when it was once alive and flowing with life.
Rayan shook his head firmly, attempting to clear the thoughts from his mind, stepping forward towards Sage. His steps seemed to echo, flowing into the air to be carried away in a non-existent wind, to be heard by nothing and no-one other than the white void of dancing, shining lights around them. He advanced towards Sage more, until they were standing right in front of each other.
Then Sage began to disappear.
He began to simply.. cease to exist, almost evaporating into thin air, starting from one side of his body to the other. He was gone in a matter of seconds, far too fast for Rayan to even begin to comprehend what was happening before his very eyes, now clouded with tears. He frantically tried to hold onto his slowly fading body, to try and grip his vanishing jumper, to pull him close and embrace him one last time. But it was no use.
He was gone.
His beloved Sage was gone.
And he would never come back.
Never.
