Work Text:
His bag is packed, it has been for a few weeks. It doesn't have much in it, just a few changes of clothes and necessities for hygiene's sake. He doesn't want to take anymore than he already has.
He's leaving today. Scar doesn't know it yet, but this was the final day he had given himself. He couldn't keep dragging this out, it would only make it more painful in the end. It was already painful enough.
He leaned against the counter, starting down at the tepid cup of coffee in his hands. Scar would join him soon enough, and he'd say his goodbyes, and be on his way.
Something ached in him, something sad and broken. Something selfish in him that doesn't want to go. Wants to stay here and continue to leach the warmth and care from Scar. Wants to ask Scar to come with him, avoid the whole heartbreak in the first place.
But he wasn't going to do that to Scar. Scar didn't see it yet, he could tell, but he would one day. Scar would realize that he was a leach, a parasite, something empty that could only be filled by taking from those around him. Scar deserved someone who brought warmth and love into his life, not something that did nothing but siphon it away.
Scar stepped into the kitchen and looked between him and the bag. He knows whats coming. He's known for a while.
It's only the hard part that's left.
He looked in the review mirror as he drove away.
It would be better this way.