So, hi again. Back with another angst. Again. .3. And it's one of my AnKyou OTPs this time.
And a small update - Inspiration suddenly hit on me, so i'll do another Karmanami fanfic! Yay meee! xD I'll do my best to finish the other one and write another!
And thank you for the reviews from the previous fics I've wrote. They made me smile a lot. I look forward to more of your guys' opinions about my works! X3
My angsts are likely to not make anyone cry, but do prepare tissues just in case. Excuse me as I go to my feels corner and cry like a baby.
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(P.S. : I recommend you to listen the song which is also the inspiration for this fanfic, Tsumetai Kaze to Kataomoi / Cold Wind and Unrequited Love by Morning Musume. '16 while reading this for maximum effect of extra feels *bricked*)
Another day arrives.
After preparing his stuff, Karma walks to the coat hanger placed beside his door to pick up his coat before leaving the apartment. Because of certain events in the past few days, Karma didnt have time to clean up the place. As he go through few coats to find his, a dark brown coat with fur in the collar came into his hands.
When Karma picked up the coat, he observed it, and felt a faint scent which is somewhat familiar to his nose buds. A scene flashes through the red-haired's mind ;
Our first hug.
Talking about lots of things, from science to books to cake, became their daily routine whenever they go home together, be it after school or a date. At another day in winter, they were walking to Manami's house after a long day at school. When they reached the house, Karma would see her off into her home before leaving. This time was a bit different, though.
"Thanks for today, Karma. I had a lot of fun. Please be safe on your way home!" Manami said.
Karma smiled and nodded at her.
"I should head back now. Glad you have fun. See you tommorow, Manami."
As he was about to turn away, Manami called out to Karma which stopped the red-haired, and then gave him a hug.
Feeling her warmth and scent for the first time in a sudden, Karma froze for who-knows-how-long. His cheeks slightly heat up, looking at Manami who's still holding him. Karma pats her head twice at first followed by a small pause, then returns the hug. He buries his face in her soft, ebony hair, while secretly hoping for this moment to never end inside his heart. It was unusual for the trickster to be like this.
The couple broke away gently, said their goodbyes once again and then Manami went inside her house. Karma went back home, with a sweet smile engraved on his lips.
As the cold wind softly brushed through him from the opened window, he held the coat close to his chest. Tears started to fall from his mercury eyes, remembering how lovely and warm her touch was.
3 days ago, Manami passed away from terminal lung cancer, which has been on her for 5 months. After years of being together as partners, the love of his life went ahead of him into Heaven.
I should be happy since she doesn't have to suffer anymore...
So why am I still grieving over her?
Is this what it's like to know that I'll be lonely for the rest of my life?