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1. Remorse
Sometimes, when he looks into the mirror and sees the charred remains of his HOMRA mark, he sighs, clutches at it and wonders when everything all started to go wrong. He grits his teeth when Misaki's voice going "Mikoto-san! Mikoto-san!" starts echoing in his head, and before he knows it, he's clawing at the burn, adding new and bleeding scratches to the old ones. He doesn't feel the physical pain, only the twisting of his heart as he feels it shatter even more.
"Mikoto, Mikoto, Mikoto… Is he all you ever see and talk about these days… Misaki?"
He wonders how it might have been if the Red King had never been there. He wonders how it might have been if they had never joined HOMRA. He wonders how it might have been if it had only been the two of them, just like it had previously been.
He wonders how it might have been if the only person Misaki looked at was him. But that was impossible now.
"Look at me, Misaki… Look only at me and no one else…"
As he gathers up the irreparable broken pieces of his heart, he can't help but feel that not stopping Misaki from joining the Red Clan was the greatest error he had ever made.
A/N:
For some reason, although I identify WAYYYYYYYY more with Yata's personality, I find it a lot easier to write in Fushimi's POV... Ohgodwhai.
First fic for this fandom! Please RnR, and constructive critism would be greatly appreciated! I don't bite okay, I'm ridiculously friendly. 8'D
Also, I'm accepting prompts for this pairing! ^^ The prompt can be a single word, phrase or even a situation. As long as it's not smut, I'll try my best to write for it!