#teneturinterra

            The young captain’s boots impact the the tiled floor with purpose as SHIRO moves along the infirmary’s hallway, counting room numbers left and right until he reaches his ex-fiance’s, his breath hitching as he reaches for the keypad and hesitates.

Did... Did Adam even want to see him? 

                He’d left on such short notice, on such bad terms, that... Well, maybe visiting Adam wouldn’t be very helpful to his recovery, but at the same time... It had been so long since he’d last spoke to him, he just wanted to see him again-- even if he hated him for the rest of eternity. 

Closing his eyes, he presses one of the keys on the little device, opening them again when he hears the door slide open. The chemical smell of sterilizers and a cloying aroma of bleach floods his senses, immediately making him want to leave and never return, but his eyes soon fall upon Adam, lying in his bed. His brow furrows in uncertainty as he enters and allows the door to slide shut behind him. 

                “A-Adam...” He starts, but hesitates again. 

“I... There is-- so much I’ve wanted to tell you, and now.... Now--“

 “Y’know.  I’m eighty percent sure there’s a test today.”  The calendar was blurry in front of him and he isn’t sure if it’s because of the pale light coming in or his headache.  Something else hurts, he just can’t place it.  Still feels like his heart is beating too deep, too slow.  A calf muscle hasn’t stopped spasming since he woke up at one.  “At least Matt said there was one.  He may have been fucking with me.”

“You sure about that?”  He’s got his gaze on some new cadet just out of sheer spite and amusement.  “Cause I know you pretty damn well and that’s your lying voice.  The high pitch everything is fine voice, it’s cute.” 

   “I do, I just-”  he’s gone over this conversation in his head at least thirty times.  trying to find the right words, trying to anticipate Adam’s reaction.  rubs hands over face and wishes they weren’t out of coffee.  it’s too late for this talk.  he already made the decision anyway.  taking it back isn’t an option.  he’s worked too hard for it, dragged too many into the fight to not go through with it.  “it’s now or never, right?  this is…it.  and I’ll be back, it’s not like I’m frolicking off into space till I die or something.”