Tears dripped down. Invisible tears. He wouldn't have to see them this way. It hurt. Even though she was the one who could become invisible she still couldn't see where he had gone. Where he had gone far, far, far, away without her. To a place she was still unable to follow. This was the world she had now. It was still dark, the rain dripped, dripped down off of the windowsills and down into the wilting plants which were barely acknowledged as people ran past them. Reminding Yunoha of herself. Being there the whole time but not being noticed. They reminded her of Jin. His hair matched the flower. As he sat there quietly just listening, simply listening as he took in the world around himself. Yunoha watched as the tears made their way into the world once again. "I never want to see them again...your tears." He had whispered to her that single time. The last time he would ever directly speak to her. Maybe if they had left faster that day. Maybe if she had said yes. Maybe if she had fought harder. Maybe if she had figured out a way to stop the bleeding before everything grew worse. Maybe if she hadn't grown so close to him...No that wasn't it, no matter what she wanted to be by his side. She wanted to show him that they were alone. Alone together. But alone together wasn't really being alone at all? Yunoha crawled her tiny fists remembering how much larger his hands were in comparison to her's. Hands instead of being fragile and shaking they were hands that were capable. Capable of handling things and protecting something important. Yunoha felt a frown come to her face knowing that no one was able to see it. But still it felt as if even though no one was able to see it someone was watching over her. A presence that felt so near to her. As if he was sitting right there. Watching her every move. Not seeing right through her, but instead seeing exactly where she was. Yunoha let out a sigh crawling her feet up on the cushion even further. The feeling he gave her was that even if she was unable to see who she really was, that he would be able to see her. Even if she wasn't holding a stuffed animal. He gave her that feeling that he would be able to see her right before she disappeared. That he would be able to see her right as she was right there in front of his eyes instead of looking through her. That he would be able to see her even if she was hiding from view. The feeling he gave her was that he would always know, and that he would've always been there.
He stared at her a crossed the room on the bed. He knew she was there. He knew she was sobbing. It hurt so much. He had no idea how to stop a woman's tears. Especially her. The one that made his heart feel twisted and confused desperately struggling for her even though it itself no longer beat. "I wish you could hear me." He whispered closing his eyes. He knew she was right there, hugging tightly to that stuffed animal with the knowledge in her heart that she would never physically see him again. She knew that he was right there, sitting a crossed the room his hand curled into a ball and teeth grinding as he attempted think up a way to make her laugh again with the knowledge in his heart that she would never physically touch him again. Jin grounded his teeth as his unbeating heart felt as if it pounded being completely twisted by the small drops of water that ran from her own eyes. Jin felt his unbeating heart pound...
...with the desire to pull her into his arms...and hold her till she stopped crying...