#angst version

Dionysus - javaxzun

Code callmeherry

Track - kentfc, fivebecomesnone, yourgonnahavetime

Masumi is silent scary, and barely acknowledges anything even remotely related to the subject. “I’m never saying goodbye” ,“I’m staying” he grumbles like a statement he will devote himself to. No one makes any comment about it, much less you. Instead, you smile. And Masumi won’t admit it, but while beautiful as always, for the first time, he doesn’t like that smile.

Tsuzuru tries to be there for the young ones. He’s also giving his all into writing the last scripts before everything happens. He thinks he’s got it together -that he can keep the sadness at bay by drowning into work- but from time to time he has to stop and exhale to not let emotions run over him. They all got to do their best for you. He’s gotta do his best for you.

Itaru leaves the console and leans back on his chair, eyes closed, tired from not thinking about it. It’s not the end of the world, he tells himself, you already know where they all will be. But then you knock on the door, calling for him to come out and have dinner -and it clicks. Because he has gotten used to your presence -not in a similar place- but here. And he doesn’t know what to make of that feeling.

Citron doesn’t mention anything. Not really, because he understands. He knows the empty feeling of leaving home against one’s will. That’s why he tries to light up the tension whenever the issue comes up, and why his grammar mistakes begin to get so silly that even you can’t help but laugh. And that’s when his eyes soften. Because the sound makes it a little easier to smile.

Chikage closes his computer and pinches the bridge of his nose letting out a sigh. For some reason, he can’t concentrate. He should be used to goodbyes by now, but knowing someone isn't coming back doesn't mean you ever stop waiting, he realizes as he stands up and leaves the room. Maybe you two can play some last tricks before you go.

Tenma tries to be collected in front of you, shrugging it off and insisting it’s just a small step. That you will still be able to see them, he will make sure of it. You thank him with a smile that makes his eyes burn. He scolds himself mentally. He’s Sumeragi Tenma. He’s the leader of the Summer Troupe. And he definitely, definitely can’t break before you do.

Kazunari does his best to ignore it, to pretend nothing has changed. That’s his intention at least. As soon as the news comes out not a single day passes without him taking a selfie with you. Recording all your jokes. Conversations. Laughs. How he wishes he would have tried everything on this earth with you before leaving.

Misumi doesn’t understand why they are leaving. You are all family, shouldn’t you come too then? When he learns you might have difficulties reaching where they are going he inevitably pouts. Because it’s always better when you are with them, but most of all, he doesn’t want to say goodbye to someone precious to him again.

Muku doesn’t want to be a bother, and does well to ignore the thought of them all moving without you to another place -except when he doesn’t. Because he’s still one of the youngest, and emotions tend to overflow more often than not. His vision gets blurry, so he stops in the middle of the hall and sniffs quietly. How he wishes he could princely take you away with them.

Yuki is realistic. It’s sad, sure, but it’s not like you are not going to see each other again. Still, there’s a lingering feeling on his chest -one he absolutely chooses to not pay attention to- because nothing good will come out of it. Maybe he should make you something. It’s been a while after all, nothing else. He can already imagine your excited face, yet for some reason his heartthrobs.

Kumon has been feeling anxious, even though he has put all his acting knowledge to do his best to not worry you -or anyone for that matter. Too soon. Everything was going too fast. You were supposed to help them grow in order to become better actors, right? You all were supposed to stay together, and there’s just so much he still wanted to experience with you.

Banri bites the inside of his cheek while walking on the streets at night, wishing to punch something -anything- just to destress. He’s annoyed, angry with the news, news he has made clear and sound his opinion about even when he got scolded on the way. What a load of crap. What, after helping him find his passion you leave? Just like that? No. No fucking way.

Sakyo repeats to himself that he has to be the stable one. The rational one. The one who grounds the rest amid the chaos. He’s used to giving things up after all, yet every time he makes eye contact with you, he’s not so sure he’ll ever get used to this one thing. Laughable, really. He takes off his glasses and rubs his face. Damn he wishes he could wake up.

Juza looks at the ceiling of his room in silence. The place they are gonna stay is practically the same, you have told them, more opportunities even. But you are the one who allowed him to enter into this world, and no matter how many times he hears it he won’t understand. You should be the first one to be there with them, not the last one saying goodbye.

Taichi becomes louder and more energetic than ever. He does his best to try and forget what’s about to happen, especially when the feeling in his chest becomes too much to bear. Because if he doesn’t his mind reels over him, and then he will have to explain to you the cause of his swollen eyes is the river of tears he let out in the middle of the night.

Omi cooks. He cooks and cooks every single thing you have ever mentioned liking. He wants to make you the happiest while you are here. To enjoy what little time you have together. Yet when he gazes upon your profile with the utmost affection, his jaw also tightens. Because there is no way he’s gonna be okay missing that smile of yours greeting him every day.

Azami tries to keep his mind off the news -there’s no dwelling on the fact that it will happen. However there are times when he’s in the courtyard, in the practice room, even in the hall, where he notices your familiar fragrance. Thing is, they are always out of the blue, and he has to stop for a few seconds to compose himself, leaving a few curses on the way.

Homare’s poems have been coming in millions, as if there’s a need to share as much as he can before the time comes. He knows things are not going to be the same, but you have helped him love himself more than he ever imagined and it just seems unfair to let you go this way.

Azuma wanders around the dorm in the middle of the night, taking everything in. He touches the walls, hears the crickets in the distance, and glances into the direction of your room, lips turning into a thin line. Just like everyone, your presence has become an essential part for him, and it will be difficult to get used to not finding you around.

Tasuku breathes heavily, closing the door of the entrances after his morning run. He’s about to go to his room when he hears you moving around the kitchen -because by now he knows it’s you- and he stops in his tracks. It’s going to be hard to get used to not talking as much to you as usual, and part of him wishes he could have made plays that gained more people for you to stay.

Hisoka feels numb, as if he can already feel the distance. It carries a weight that's heavier than anything. He opens his eyes as he hears your voice walking up to him to wake him up. He doesn’t want to say goodbye, he concurs. More fervently than anything, he wishes you didn’t have to let go.

Guy blinks. The feeling is straight-up heart-clenching, and the adults have had their fair share of comments regarding this. Inevitable. Unavoidable. His mouth twitches. He closes his eyes and tries to engrave you in his memory one more time. He has learned a lot thanks to you, and that in itself is a tremendous thing. He only wishes he could have kept walking this journey with you.

Tsumugi looks at the garden and crouches, biting his lip. He has done his best not to seem distressed, but it’s been difficult as the date gets closer and closer. He turns to the flower that has your name, and caresses each of its petals, leaving gently afterwards. How he wishes you could stay with them.

Because you helped them all bloom, and it was only fair that you did too.