You’d spent weeks pushing Kokonoi away, the world he was in scared you and you were sure he picked up on that.

Standing in his office one evening, you’d attempt to end it once and for all with him.

“show me where the delicate stops, show me what you’ve lost. Why you’re always taking it slow, show me what wounds you’ve got…”

He says softly, cupping your cheek.

“please…please don’t go” he whispers, his eyes searching yours. Kokonoi has never begged for anyone or anything in his life, not until today.