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Yoshiki let out a sigh as he timidly tapped away on his phone. He had been at a party Ayumi invited him to but things seemed to have taken a turn for the worse and he had been abandoned. The party was over and everyone had gone home, except Yoshiki. He was left alone, sitting on the pavement just outside. Better yet, it had started to rain. Yoshiki planned on calling his friend, Morishige, for a ride home since he didn't have his wallet on him for any public transport and Ayumi ditched him. His thumb hovered over the dial button while his phone screen was covered in rain droplets. Before he could call, he hesitated. Would Morishige even want to hear from him right now?
The truth was, he had to cancel his plans with Morishige in order to attend the party. It was something the two had been planning for a while, but when Ayumi asked Yoshiki to attend with those puppy dog eyes of hers, he simply couldn't say no. Morishige seemed disappointed, but said he understood. He hadn't been answering his texts after that though, and that was a couple of days ago. As the rain started to grow denser, he finally pressed the dial button, bringing his phone up to his ear. He bit his lip as the phone rang. After a few moments of bated breath, Morishige picked up the phone. "Hello?" He answered. Yoshiki let out a sigh of relief.
"Hey. It's me." Yoshiki replied.
"Let me guess; you need a ride home?" Morishige questioned, a twinge of disappointment was audible in his voice.
Yoshiki let out an awkward chuckle. "Yeah. I was kinda ditched."
"...I told you so."
"I knew you were going to say that." Yoshiki frowned. "Do you think you could pick me up?"
"Where even are you?"
"You know that house that's a few down from Shinozaki's? The one with the bright red door?"
The other line was silent for a moment. "...I see."
"...Look, I'm sorry for cancelling on you. If I knew this night was going to play out like this, I never would have come."
"I somehow find that hard to believe. This isn't the first time you've cancelled on me." Morshige replied, his voice cold and solemn.
"I'm sorry..." Yoshiki mumbled. There weren't any other words he could say to express his remorse.
"Sometimes I wonder if you even want to hang out with me... You're always avoiding me."
Yoshiki pinched the bridge of his nose. His heart ached as he recalled the past few weeks. It was true that he had been interacting with Morishige less, but it wasn't because of anything he had done. For the past couple of weeks, Yoshiki had felt he was really getting somewhere with Shinozaki, but now? He didn't know how he felt about Ayumi anymore. The feelings had faded.
"That's not it... Morishige, I-" Yoshiki stopped mid-sentence. He was just going to repeat his apologies again, what was the point? If Morishige didn't want to forgive him that's understandable. Yoshiki lowered his head as the rain continued to pour. "I understand if you don't want to be my friend anymore... I've been horrible."
Morishige stayed silent for a moment. He looked out his window and witnessed the amount of rain that was bucketing down. "...Maybe I don't." He stated.
Yoshiki's mouth dried up. His eyes started to sting as he fought back his tears. He understood, but it still hurt. Morishige didn't want to be friends anymore?
"Morishi-"
But before he could finish his plea, the call was dropped. He pulled his phone away from his ear and stared at the screen. He took a gulp and called again. The phone rang as his heartbeat echoed in his ears. A few moments of ringing, then silence.
Morishige didn't pick up.
Yoshiki lowered his head in shame. The tears he had been holding back started to pour out with any control as he stifled a sniffle. The sidewalk he sat on was cold and lonely. No one was around. He was completely alone. He pocketed his phone to prevent it from getting any wetting in the rain before bringing his knees up to his chin and wrapping his arms around them. He could probably walk home, but it would take a while, maybe half an hour at least? Not to mention how dark it had gotten.
He buried his head in his knees. That was until he heard a car's engine somewhere in the darkness. Yoshiki's wet eyes shot up from his knees to see where the noise came from. A familiar car pulled up beside him. It was Morishige's.
He rolled down the window. "Get in." He ordered. Yoshiki sniffled and wiped his tears off onto his sleeve, which was also soaked from the rain. He opened the car door and hopped in the front seat, next to Morishige. Yoshiki shut the car door and Morishige started to drive away in silence. The car was nice and warm, comforting Yoshiki.
The silent car ride was deafening, Yoshiki could hardly stand It. He wanted to talk to Morishige, but he wasn't sure if he should. Luckily, Morishige broke the silence for him. "About what I said on the phone..."
Yoshiki let out a sigh, his heavy heart ached in his chest. "It's okay. I understand if you don't want to be friends anymore..." He frowned.
Morishige mimicked Yoshiki's grimace. "It's true. I don't want to be friends anymore."
Yoshiki meekly nodded.
"...I want to be something more."
Yoshiki's eyes widened as he looked to Morishige in surprise. "Huh?"
"Kishinuma... There's something I've been meaning to get off of my chest for a while." Morishige's grip on the steering wheel grew tighter as he struggled to find the words to say. "I... Think I have feelings for you."
Yoshiki stared at Morishige in awe. The amount of relief he felt was immense. He was afraid he was never going to be able to interact with Morishige again He really did care about him, even if he had a hard time showing it. "I'm sorry I haven't been able to hang out with you... I really thought that Shinozaki... Yeah... But I'm over her now..."
"I don't mean to sound rude, but I'm glad that it didn't work out. That wouldn't have been a healthy relationship for you."
Yoshiki frowned again. "Yeah, I think you might be right about that one..."
"I care about you, Yoshiki. I don't want you to end up hurt."
Yoshiki's lips curled into a grin. "I really appreciate that... Y'know, I think you and me would be pretty good together."
Morishige smiled in response. "You think?"
"I don't think. I know. How about we do that thing you wanted to do? The movie night, right?"
"...I'd like that a lot. Oh, but first..." Morishige glanced at Yoshiki nervously. "You'll need to dry off first. I don't want to get soaked like you." He smirked.
Yoshiki let out a cheerful chuckle. "Oh, right. I had completely forgotten."
"It's a date then?"
"Yeah. It's a date."