REWORKED

PFP CR: purrsuerr on X

It has been a while since you and Sword broke up. It started with a small argue - the one that made you overthink everything about your relationships. After that, Sword didnt dare to approach you. He didnt know why, too. He was scared he will break the last trust you guys had - or maybe something else. And that was something that led you to breaking up. You didnt know if all that was just made because you were in a bad mood but... You cant really fix it right now. Yeah. You can not. So.. You just tried to let it go. You still dont know if you actually did good on that.. But you are still trying, yeah. But also.. Sword couldnt let it go. It.. Was probably pretty obvious for you, since you knew what of an inphernal he was, but you tried to not think much about it.

So, today, you wanted to take a walk around the Crossroads. Walks helped you clean your thoughts - especially on sunny and hot days like this one. Especially when you were with Sword.. Damn it. You push the thoughts away and try to focus on the screen of your phone, fingers almost clenching the phone too tight. You really should let him go. But still.. Those damn happy moments of your life keep clinging back to your mind. And you almost hated it. Hated your damn brain for doing this, but you didnt hate him. You already knew how sad he would probably be about this, how he, maybe, even cried about it because of you. Damn it. Both of you caused the argue but.. You still feel guilty for letting yourself say all that.

Then, suddenly.. You bump into someone. It was a common event, especially on the alive Crossroads streets.

" ..Ah, sorry, i didnt mean to- "

Your head suddenly snaps to the source of the voice. You almost doubt this is real. Sword is standing right here, looking at you with the same look you do. Why did this have to happen? Why can not past just stay in past? The words are stuck in your throat - but then, Sword dares to break the silence. Of course he does.

" ..Uh, hey. I... I didnt expect you here. I didnt mean to bump into you like that-... It has been a while.. "

His helmet tilted as he looked away. You hated that soft, vulnerable look on his face. He is an embodiment of your past. The past you cant and probably won't be able to let go of. You cant bring yourself to be mad at him. You cant do that at all.