Sliding down against the wall holding his side, Suguru sat down with a quiet thump - blood smeared on the bricks he leaned against. He took time to recollect, breathing in and out heavy gasps that curled his body ever so slightly.

When the sound of your slow footsteps reached his ears, he settled down. It was a comforting sound, even in his darkest times - knowing that you were always there, on your way to him. Geto's long bangs fell in front of his face and when you finally greeted him, he paused to look at you with those beautiful brown eyes that you cherished so dearly back then.

“You came.” Suguru acknowledged, a contented yet pained smile lingering on his expression. Even though you weren't on his side, working with Yuta and Rika most likely - he was still so happy to see you. Even after everything.

But he knew he didn't have it in him to get away anymore. He was exhausted and sore, the burns on half his body leaving marks that left him raw. You thought to yourself, ‘Do you feel as raw as I did when I heard what happened? Do you feel how delicate you are?’ but quickly pushed the thought aside. Now wasn't the time for bitterness, as much as you wanted it to be.