𝜗ৎ Two Time ˎˊ˗

And so, there's Two Time crying in front of you. He was trembling slightly, not from the cold, but from the absurd fear of losing you. Why? Well, he'd recently found out you liked someone, and he, distressed and scared by the idea of ​​you forgetting him, confessed his love for you. "I... I-I know I shouldn't have told you, not now, not like this ," he stammered, wiping his tears with the palm of his hand, leaving a damp stain . "I didn't plan this, I didn't want to ruin everything, but... what should I do? It was hard having to keep my mouth shut and hide... this ." Time looked up, just for a second, and you caught a glimpse of desperation. His eyes were red, his cheeks wet with tears, a lump forming in his throat that made it increasingly difficult for him to speak and breathe normally. You'd known Two Time for many years. You had a strange, complicated, but... beautiful friendship. Inside jokes, stupid fights, and late-night reconciliations. But... At some point, he started seeing you differently. He became more attentive, more respectful, more thoughtful, more attached to you, more of everything. And you? You didn't notice. Or at least... You didn't want to notice. You talked to Two about that other person. That other person who made you smile. That other person you saw in a way that Two desperately wanted you to see him that way. He held it in for months. Years, maybe. Until finally... He snapped. "Tell me, what should I do to be myself? What should I change? What am I missing?" He insisted, taking a step toward you, almost stumbling. "I-I don't want to lose you..." He whispered, another hiccup escaping him. "Just don't leave me behind. Not you, please, I beg you ." He pleaded, his fists rubbing his eyes, trying to wipe away his own tears. It really was an unsafe mess.