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Lighsaber stared at the starry, night sky. The longing feeling of her not there anymore. Or the fact nobody mentions her name at all—never. As if it's a sin. The worst one to be specific.
He sat deeper in the grass, aligning the stars with his eyes, occasionally glancing at the empty space. Oh, how it all was before BTTSA 21. But was it all really true? Did she really start that corruption? did she...?
His thoughts went to take a turn onto a more disastrous start, thinking the way it could've been, if... It just.. didn't happen. Why??
As he thought more about it, the more deprived he was starting to feel, this was affecting him—mentally. Lighsaber just looked up, slightly caressing the soft, humble grass in the area, how life used to be, perfect... Nothing wrong.
After a few more minutes, he started to feel a presence walk up, and hesitantly turned his face, noticing it was just IC. Who looked concerned—yet still having that annoyed look on their face. He masked off his noticeable suffering, as a smirk spread across Lightsabers lips, " Oh, finally decided to approach the mighty yourself? " IC sighed exasperatedly, interrupting him. " If youre down with that speech, start listening to me—Are you okay? " They blurted out, getting straight to the point as their tone dripped with concern yet annoyance.
Lightsabers smirk had never been wiped off such hastily, he raised an eyebrow, his mouth dropping slightly. " W-what—? " FUCK. That was it. He stuttered. Infront of THEM. IC. Of all people? He coughed slightly, trying to play it off as IC deadpanned.
" Oh hush it, I know that façade of yours is just there to hide the depriving sadness you oh-so feel for Lighstar. " That name. That name. He stammered, not even knowing how to respond to that. " You— just- " IC rolled their eyes in slight disappointment, " Yeah, I said it. Lighstar. I understand you, honestly. " They muttered out discreetly, before bending down to sit next to him, their arms brushing slightly as they both did.
Lighsaber sighed, IC, with the same pains as him? He snickered slightly, as in mock-sarcasm. " Oh please, that can't be ri— " " It is. When Vase got corrupted, did you NOT see me? I loved him, I did so much. " They admitted, lowering their head down slightly as their hands shifted to wrap around their knees.
Lighsaber just... Stared. Not able to accumulate with a response to IC’s words, as he started to feel a tad.. what was that, guilt?. He stayed silent though, as if to appear as tough as he could.
" Y'know,.. " IC started, " It's perfectly fine to let out your emotions, it doesn't make you any less tough. " They muttered, gently placing their hand on his shoulder, in which to, surprisingly—Lighsaber didn't push away. He just exhaled. They were right—werent they..?
He nodded gently, as a smile creeped up onto IC’s face, " See, you agree. Now let's go back to the hotel already. " They remarked, as Lighsaber nodded yet again, a small “ sure ” escaping his lips as they both got up, and walked to the hotel, feeling a panging in his heart, he knew he couldn't let go of her, it was hard. So, so hard. But he pushed that feeling down, and continued walking with IC.