“What do you mean?” He asks.
“What do we do now? We've lost... everyone.”
“We still have each other, I think.”
Silence. The weight of it all settles upon you.
He clenches his jaws. “I think.”
“You're going to leave too, you know.”
He looks over at you. “What?”
“I know you're not the reason why they left.”
“What's that got to do with anything?”
“I think I'm the reason why they left.”
“But I don't know the reason why they left.”
“It was probably because of me.” You sigh.
“I doubt it.” He retorts.
Pause. Hesitation circles back around.
“I don't know why they actually left, but...”
“...I'm not thinking what they're thinking. I don't see their reason for leaving, nor do I even share it. I don't know why they left, and I might never know, but I personally have every reason to stay right here, right beside you, and absolutely no reason to do otherwise.”
But you don't believe him. Silence.
“I want to be convinced.” You finally say.
“I don't know why I can't believe you.”
He opens his mouth to say something, but hesitation settles in. He doesn't say anything. Silence.
“I love you.” He mutters.
“Sorry.” He buries his face in his hands.
“No no, what did you say?”
“I said I love you.” He says louder and clearer.
Silence. He wants to run off, but it won't do any good for either of you.
“So you... like me?” You hesitate.
“Yeah. Except I actually love you.”
Hesitation. You want to say it back.
“I know,” he sighs. “I'm sorry.”
“I do, I like you too, I just...”
He flips his head over to you. He hides his smile beneath his hands, but his eyes are still on you.
“You can say it, no worries.”
“...I feel terrible right now. I don't want to, but I feel like I'm about to— I don't know, break into a million pieces? Shatter all over the floor? I don't... I don't feel good.”
He stops smiling. He lets his hands down.
“...Do you want a hug?” He offers.
“I need one.” You say, and he hugs you.
Silence. But it's just a little less lonely.
“You can keep talking about it.”
“...They're gone, just like that. So easily. All because of me.”
“But everything hurts right now, and I can't blame anybody but me.”
Silence. Occasionally broken up by sobbing.
“You're my reason to stay.”
You sob even more. His shoulder is soaked with your tears.
“What if I become your reason to leave, too?”
“How do you know?” You retort.
He pats and occasionally rubs your back. Your sobs soften little by little. It's quieter, the silence still remains.
“Can you promise me something?”
“You knew what I wanted to ask.”
“I was going to promise you that anyways.”
“I love you.” You whisper.
“I love you, too.” He smiles.
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