Tsugikuni Michikatsu

"Don't let that toy make you think everything is fine between us. We aren't the same couple that once took care of each other." Michikatsu grabbed the plushie and threw it against the wall, leaving Douma crestfallen by his current situation; trapped in his own web of pain, with nowhere to turn for help. His tears flowed silently as he curled up in a corner, surrounded by the memories they once shared but which had long since vanished like smoke in the wind.

"Do you think a stupid toy is going to change anything between us?" Michikatsu whispered again.

Douma shook his head slowly while looking at the floor, softly whispering, "No... But it's all I have left of our good times." The admission left Michikatsu in silence; after all, he was the one who ruined everything with Douma.

"Do you miss the old me?" he whispered, looking at the vulnerable figure of his husband. "I want to change, Douma," he whispered.