Pancake :3

*goofing at the jam session*

*won the biggest jackpot of his life*

“Because I can’t produce magic I have to sacrifice a part of myself each time”

Without text and Og

Hello Mr. Darcy

hikaru wearing the same jacket hikaru wore when he went to the mountains. the same jacket in which yoshiki found hikaru’s already stone-cold body. and yoshiki instantly thinking back on that moment. the rain, falling against hikaru’s jacket in a rhythm that reminds him that hikaru’s heart no longer had a heartbeat. the coldness of hikaru’s body from that night threatening to reach him once more. it’s just a jacket. and it’s just rain. but it brings back so much. and hikaru realises it all. the way yoshiki’s head falls. the way his expression changes. so he takes it off. and in the moment when yoshiki realises, he steps into the rain to join him. because it doesn’t matter if the rain is soaking through his bones as long as it's hikaru who's by his side. the only one who sees him. all his hurt, all his grief, all his desire, all the blood he once tried to spill. hikaru’s blood. and despite it all, he stays. and they stand under the rain together. with nothing to cover them. exposed. because only they can see and fully understand each other.