@sioraiocht said: ❛You didn't miss me at all? {Ilya to ikaros}
The music pounding around them doesn't feel loud enough, the flashing lights not bright enough. Ikaros feels like if he squeezes his eyes shut, Ilya might go away when he opens them. But it doesn't work like that. He's drunk. Really drunk. Has been for over a week now, when he thinks about it. He didn't expect Ilya to come back. Why would he have? Why would he ever?
"Fuck you," he practically spits out, wobbling a little as he stands up out of his seat at the bar. "You don't get to do this. You don't get to break my fucking heart and then come back into my life like nothing happened, okay? You just don't!" He feels like he's on the edge of hysterics, his entire body trembling with it. "You--I know you have a girlfriend. Because of your--your god damn image, or whatever. So you just go back to her. And I'm going to fuck off back to Greece. And we don't have to see or think about each other ever again, okay?"
He fumbles with his wallet for a moment before slamming a random amount of cash down on the bar and hurrying to leave. He can't do this. He can't fucking do this. Why is this shit always destined to happen to him? Why can't he ever just be happy?
When he stumbles out of the bar, he leans against the nearest wall and starts sobbing, trying to blindly make it to the bus stop. I still love him, and that's the worst part.
