theme # 20- fix you (Coldplay song/lyrics)

Hiro sat in the dark and waited. This was the third week in a row. The door opened and a shadow entered the room. Hiro glanced at the clock. It was nearing midnight. Wow. He was early.

The shadow- Suguru, holding several folders- shut the door softly and started off towards the bedroom, but Hiro stood, sighing heavily. Suguru spun around, eyes alight with the glow of the moon that was lighting the room.

"You have to stop this," Hiro said quietly. He walked forward and gripped Suguru's forearms.

Suguru stared at him with tired eyes. Shadows stood out underneath said eyes and the cheeks weren't as round as they were a week or two ago. "You've been at it for three weeks," Hiro continued.

Suguru looked away. "I only need to do a bit more. It's almost done-!" He was cut off when Hiro pulled him closer. The folders fell to the ground, the pages and pages of music scattering along the carpet.

"You said that after the second time you went in around dawn and came back past midnight. You have to stop. Do the work in limited amounts."

Suguru glared at him and then raked a hand through his hair in frustration. "I can't! I need to get this song done!"

Hiro pulled away, hands curling into fists. "It's just one song! There will be others!"

Suguru looked shocked at the statement, eyes once again going to the floor. "It's not just a song…" he started softly, but Hiro grabbed his arm and dragged him to the bathroom. He flipped on the light and pushed Suguru's head so he was staring at his own and Hiro's reflection.

Then he lifted the keyboardist's shirt and brushed the hollow concave his stomach was. The ribs stuck out and could be counted just be looking.

Hiro frowned. "You were never this thin. You stopped eating." Here Suguru shook his head. "Fine. You didn't stop. You postpone meals to work on that song."

He grabbed Suguru's chin and wiped at the shadows underneath the eyes as if trying to brush them away. "You're not getting enough sleep. You need proper rest and food, like any other human being."

Suguru stared at his own form as if seeing it for the first time. "I…I didn't realize…"

Hiro rested his chin on a bony shoulder. "Just take a break. Stop obsessing over that song."

"I…" Suguru looked into the mirror; saw his own diminished form and the dark look in Hiro's eyes. "Alright."

The song Suguru had been working on was completed several weeks later with the help of Hiro. He regained what weight he had lost and stopped staying at work so late.