He sighed.
With a bitter smile, he questioned himself as he felt his mind wander back to her. Was she okay? Had she eaten? Was she lonely? Did she-
He sighed again. 'Even in this situation, you're still thinking of her? Just how much of a masochist are you?'
He looked at the sight in front of him. With a hand placed on either side of the unconscious figure's head, he stared at the facial features of the male. Luscious, fluffy milkish white locks framed his face, as his fringe laid gently in slightly wavy locks, gaps separating each lock nicely, over his forehead, reaching the eyelids, some longer than the rest. The hair had complimented his really proportionate features perfectly, and had he been one who indulged in more self-worth, he would have found himself extremely attractive.
Staring at the peaceful face of his sleeping self, he furrowed his brows in frustration as he removed his hands and slumped back into the chair that was conveniently placed right behind him. As he watch the clouds drift aimlessly, he sank further into the chair, as he wished it would swallow him whole.
It was at times like this that instead of passing through objects at will, he wished he could just disperse into nothingness.
He rested his arm over his eyes as he let himself rest.
He still hadn't stop thinking about her.
~*~
'I saw someone who resembles you today.
Where are you now?
What are you thinking about?
When we meet again, I promise-
That I'll protect you.
So, wait.
Wait for me.'
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To Wait For You- Komaeda Nagito X Reader
RomanceHe had no existence. And she had no hearing. Yet, his voice was the only thing she could hear.
