I can't find the will to write Silhouette, it's been bothering me ever since I got the request :'(

Song; The Man by Ed Sheeran

Characters; Jay and Zane (Pairing-Techno)

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I stood in front of him, regretful smile smeared across my face as my eyes gazed into those frosty whites of he's. Both of us were on the roof, the wind tousling up my already messy hair and giving me a crazed look while his stood still, elegantly smoothed to the back.

"I don't wanna hate you, I just wished you'd never gone for the man." I started and dragged a hand through my hair, "Could have waited two weeks at least before you let him take you."

I looked at his saddened expression, "I kind of knew you like the dude from private school, his waiting for the time to move." I pointed to some random spot behind him, "I knew he had his eyes on you." The remorseful expression of the blonde had me taking a step back before I continued my rant.

"He's not the right guy for you, don't hate me cause I speak the truth." I watched as he shook his head, "No, I would never lie to you but it was never fine to lose you." Then my anger bubbled up and, as if on cue, so did the wind.

"And what a way to find out, it never came from my mouth. You never changed your mind but you were just afraid to mind out." I scoffed and turned away, "But fuck it, I won't be changing the subject I love it."

I pointed a finger at him, "I'll make your little secret public, it's nothing." A sneer was allowed to stretch across my face, "I'm just disgusted with the skeletons you sleep with in your closet to get back at me. I'm trapped and I'm lacking sleep." I gripped my head and turned away from him, blinking at the wind.

"Fact is; your mad at me because I backtracked so casually." I huff of laughter came from my lips, "You're practically my family, if we married then I guess you'd have to be."

I turned back around and saw him hold his arms to shield himself against the strong winds, "But tragically our love just lost the will to live." I uttered, "But would I kill to give it one more shot?" I paused and studied his face.

"I think not."

I looked up at the sky, seeing the threatening clouds getting ever so slowly closer to us, right now I didn't care as tears prickled my eyes. He hasn't said anything. The silence that echoed around us was more than enough to drive me insane. Slowly, I turn to face him again and my head lowered.

"Recently I tend to zone out, up in my headphones to Holocene." I shrugged, "You promised your body but I'm away so much I stay more celibate than in a monastery." I blinked and look into his eyes, a foolish smile gracing my lips.

"I'm not cut out for the road, cause I didn't know I'd miss you this much and at the time we'd just go." He pulled his face, "So sue me!"

"I guess I'm not the man that you need." I admitted, pain pinching at my chest with every word. "Ever since you went to uni I've been sofa surfing with a rucksack, full of less cash and I guess that could get bad." I shrugged and looked away from his sympathetic face.

"But when I broke the industry, that's when I broke your heart." Sneaking a glance at the frosty irises, I continued. "I was supposed the chart and celebrate but good things are over fast."

He sighed and looked away, "I know it's hard to deal with and see this, I tend to turn you off and switch on my professional features." I sent an apologetic look his way, "Then I turn the music off and all I'm left with is to pick up my personal pieces," I dragged a hand through my hair, "Jesus…"

"I never really want to believe this. Got advice from my dad and he told me that family is all I'll ever have and need." I explained, "I guess I'm unaware of it, success is nothing if you have no one there left to share it with." I hung my head.

This wind was making it hard to think and the dark clouds now looming above us did not help my mood at all. "I don't love you baby, I don't need you baby, I don't want you, no. Anymore." I spoke softly to myself.

"And since you left, I've given up my days off, it's what I need to stay strong." I looked up to see him staring at his feet, "I know you have a day job but mine is twenty-four seven." I took a step closer.

"I feel like writing a book." I stated, then murmured to myself, "I guess I lied."

Looking up all I could do was sigh, "Cause I still love you and I need you by my side if I could." I laughed, "The irony is if my career and music didn't exist in six years, yeah, you'd probably be my hubby with a kid."

"I'm frightened to think, if I depend of cider and drink, and lighting a spliff, I fall into a spiral and it's just hiding my misguided thoughts that I'm trying to kill." My face scrunched together in thought, "And I'd be writing my will before I'm twenty-seven, I'll die from the thrill. Go down in history as just a waste of talent. Can I face the challenge, or did I make a mistake erasing?"

I stood in front of him. Closer than before while I shook my head. "It's only therapy, my thoughts just get ahead of me." I cleared up. "Eventually I'll be fine, I know that it was never meant to be."

My hand reached up and cupped his cheek, "Either way I guess I'm not prepared but I'll say this, these things happen for a reason and you can't change shit." I ran my thumb over the pale cheekbone. "Take my apology, I'm sorry for the honesty, but I had to get this off my chest."

I'm not sure who moved first but out lips touched and I couldn't help but soak up the ecstasy of his coldness. But I pulled away, and looked him in the eye.

"I don't love you baby." I kissed him again, harder, getting everything out of my system then reluctantly pulling away.

"I don't need you baby." I said, softer and connected out mouths one more time before I shut my eyes and walked past him.

Lightning flashed through the sky and soon rain started soaking through my clothes as I walked to the door. "I don't wanna love you no."

"Anymore…"

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Yay! Ed Sheeran! I love him, so much. And the soundtrack for Suicide Squad's not too shabby either. Kidding, I'm in love with that too. But wow, this was a long oneshot to write, but this song had a lot of lyrics, I only hope you enjoyed my little technoshipping attempt. A breakup is not what I planned for these two love muffins but Jay (in my head) just fit Ed's look so much. The ginger hair and everything, I even imagined he had some tattoos as well.

Whelp, hope you enjoyed this quick fix. Bye-bye