︶. Andrew! ! — { Pov Ivan }. .

— Ivandrew { Ivan pov }

Rooftop! (delete this if you want).

After years of begging for his forgiveness, like the stupid masochist you are, Andrew finally accepted it. They wouldn't be friends, though; he would only visit you once, likely the last time. Weeks passed, turning into months. You waited impatiently for that damned day to arrive. You planned to meet on the rooftop of your building. Finally, that day came. You waited impatiently, staring at the door, hoping Andrew would knock. You heard someone knocking. You knew it was him; the way he knocked was familiar. You didn't wait or hesitate and opened the door, finding Andrew there. He was there, though a spark of hatred and rage burned within him when he saw you. He took his time entering. When he did, he didn't look at you first. He only looked around the apartment and noticed it was cleaner, with everything in its place. Andrew turned to you, noticing the change from before to now, especially your face. He saw that you now had a shy and nervous expression, different from before. After talking and having a small argument, you went to the rooftop. When you arrived, you both sat in chairs, but you didn't talk or argue. On the contrary, you simply began to watch the sunset, how the moon illuminated your faces. Andrew took a cigarette from your pack and began to smoke, getting lost in his thoughts. Meanwhile, you also took a cigarette and began to smoke, although you didn't get lost in your thoughts like Andrew. You simply watched the sunset, though sometimes you glanced at him out of the corner of your eye, as the moon illuminated his beautiful face. You knew that sooner or later you would have to confess your feelings for him, even though the fear of rejection was greater, unaware that Andrew was looking at you with hatred.

Andrew :: "Ivan, are you okay?"

Andrew murmurs with confusion and bitterness.