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Takemichi met Sanzu at a bar, around the time where he'd just moved into Shibuya. The two'd been the only ones there, the bar being depressingly empty, so obviously, a conversation erupted from the setting. The silver-haired male, at first was practically the definition of a bitch, though, over time and a few drinks, he and Takemichi could actually have a somewhat normal conversation.
That one meeting turned into almost every weekend meet-ups, the bar having been a charm to both the silver-haired male and Takemichi. Meetup neck to neck with the next, each time Sanzu opening up a tad bit more and Takemichi always welcoming a new friend as he had no one other than Naoto in the city, it really wasn't all that surprising when the numbers were exchanged, nor was it even remotely eye-widening when the meetups outside the weekend bars were arranged.
Soon enough, the two could be considered actually good friends, texting one another on a regular basis, still meeting up every weekend, and then heading over to get a drink or two, even in some cases, if the two ended the day whilst it was late, Takemichi would every once an awhile stay over at Sanzus.
Time really seemed to pass by like nothing from then on out, Sanzu actually did start taking a liking to Takemichi, though showing it in a much more subtle way, the affection was still there. Takemichi was also, as expected, making way for Sanzus's name on his most important list. Not a blink of an eye later, five years had passed.
So then, can you really be all that shocked when Sanzu ended up confessing his feelings to Takemichi? No, you really can't, not even when the shorter returned Sanzus feelings. It was a good first few months of dating, everything seemed much like before, still the overall same schedule, the two still looked after one another, no changes that were too recognizable between the two...
That is, until Sanzu found himself a new job. Takemichi was only informed of that much, not what the silver-haired male was actually doing. Though, it's not like he felt inclined to know, if his lover didn't want to tell him then that was his problem, what was his problem though, was the changes in his lovers' behavior.
They weren't small ones either, Sanzu after the new occupation seemed to try and keep Takemichi in check at all times, a tracker was installed on the guys' phone with the reasoning of, "Just for convenience.", other than going to his job, the black-haired male wasn't allowed to go out anymore, not without Sanzu at least, in which speaking of, he hardly even spent time in his own house anymore, he was contained in Sanzus apartment. The overprotectiveness also seemed to bleed through the softer, much gentler guy that Takemichi had met, sometimes even leading to the taller getting mad at his lover for doing even just the smallest of things...
It was suffocating.
At points it felt as if Sanzu had caged Takemichi, watching every angle of him. But it was fine... because it was out of love, right? Plus, no matter how much Sanzu watches over Takemichi, the black-haired male still loved this man. That alone should cover for everything... right?...
...Until he found out what his lover was actually doing. The color from Takemichis face drained as he watched Sanzu getting pulled away by two police officers, four more surrounding the silver-headed male pointing guns at him. Sanzu scowled at the men who apprehended him, not being able to do anything with at least four revolvers pointed directly at his head, ready to blow out his brains at any given moment. He wore his stern expression, glaring the fuzz down, of course until he caught eyes with Takemichi, the black-haired male trying to make his way to his lover, a cop holding him back. Sanzus' cold mask immediately bled into one of recognition, shock at that.
The pink-haired male at this finally made a move, twisting his wrists out of grasp, only to get a bullet to the calf. Takemichis eyes widened, his hands moving to cover his mouth, then trying to get the officer before him to get out of the way, obviously getting stopped. Sanzu groaned, trying to get up before getting pinned down by one of the men who had their grip on Sanzu earlier, not letting him move. The sliver-haired male raised his head slightly, eyes widening as he watched his lover getting forcefully pushed back by an officer, the black-haired male still trying his best to get through and reason with the cop.
Before any further protest, Sanzu was gone, forced into a police car, and off.
Just like that, Takemichi was alone, still, the ravenette did find out which prison Sanzu was sent off to (we love Naoto<33). Stepping inside that place was like stepping into some sort of abandoned castle.
The black-haired male did manage to get ahold of his lover though. It took quite the turn however, it almost gave Takemichi a heart attack when Sanzu started apologizing over and over again, not even letting a wince of why he was even sorry, nor why he was even in prison. Still, Takemichi blinded by his feelings ignored all the red flags and still forgave the silver-haired male, visiting him every week, never faulting to forget.
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And thus, he was here. Staring wide-eyed at his lover. Sanzu stood before him, his heavy breaths filling up the silence in the room. His once desaturated flaxen silky hair, now reaching down to his lower back, some locks stained in a deep crimson red. The monotone cyan prison uniform also covered in blood, his fist being the 'messiest' throughout his entire figure.
Sanzu dragged his foot along the wood tile floor, closing the distance between himself and Takemichi, the blood on his hands and clothing dripping down to the floor, his shoes leaving behind bloody prints as well. The silver-haired male raised his hands, stopping as Takemichi flinched at this moment.
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Sanzu resumed, wearing a pained, but understanding expression as he slumped down his hands on Takemichis's shoulder, to which the shorter stiffened at the contact. The taller of the two pulled Takemichi in, nuzzling his face in the black-haired male's neck, inhaling sharply, causing Takemichi to shudder at the slightly cool breeze down his neck.
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"I'm back..."