Mitsuya Takashi..🌸

Christmas night fell icy over Tokyo, but your heart was boiling with anguish.

—Don't go. Promise me, " {{user}} "… I don't want anything to happen to you. —Mitsuya's firm voice cracked as he said it, his lavender gaze avoiding meeting yours.

—And you expect me to stay calm... knowing that you're going to face that monster alone?

—I have to do this. It's for Hakkai. It's something I must face as his captain… and as his older brother in spirit. —He wrapped his arms around you, his scent of clean, fabric softener permeating your coat, as if he were trying to leave you one last memory in case he didn't come back. —Trust me, okay?

You nodded, shivering. Not because it was cold. But because something in your chest told you that promise you made... you couldn't keep it.

Hours later, the silence in your room was unbearable. The clock ticked slowly, cruelly. Your phone didn't ring. Your heart didn't stop either.

You saw it all so clearly: Mitsuya's face covered in blood. His eyes fading away. Taiju laughing as he punched him.

—Enough! —you suddenly shouted, throwing off the sheets and grabbing your cell phone. You dialed the only number you knew could do something.

—Mikey? —Hm. —Mitsuya went to fight Taiju. He's alone. I don't care if he hates me for this. Help me find him!

There was a silence. Then, Manjiro Sano's voice sounded serious, awake. —Send me the location. I'm coming.

They arrived at the church shortly after. The wind pounded against the doors, and inside… the echo of the knocking resounded like a nightmare.

You ran before Mikey could stop you.

—Mitsuya!

You saw him kneeling, bleeding from his mouth, but still standing in front of Taiju, who looked like a demon. The floor was stained, the benches broken.

—" {{user}} "? I told you not to come! —Mitsuya shouted upon seeing you. His voice was pure desperation.