Axel wasn't meant to be here.

He was sitting at this stupid bus stop and the wind was blowing his hair into his eyes and he was cold and he wasn't even waiting for a bus.

But that kid was there.

(The kid that plagued his dreams for countless nights with his bright blue eyes and an expression that Axel couldn't read.)

He was there. And though Axel couldn't get a good look at his face (because he didn't want to make it obvious that he was staring) he could see tears.

This is stupid.

I should leave. He thought.

"You okay there, kid?" he said instead.

"Yeah. Peachy. Please leave me alone." The blue eyed stranger snapped. (His voice, his voice was the same as in his dreams)

"You wouldn't be sitting at a bus stop at 8am on a Saturday, uhm, crying if you were peachy, right?" Axel said, cringing internally at every word that left his mouth.

The kid reached up to pull off the beanie that he wore, wringing the material in his hands as Axel tried not to stare at the mess of dyed black hair that was now visible.

(Blonde, yourhairshouldbeblonde)

He swallowed.

"They say that talking to a stranger about your issues is easier than talking to those that know you."

He didn't know why he wanted to know what was bugging this guy so much. But he needed to know, he needed to fix it.

Neither of them spoke for a while.

Axel couldn't explain it.

The feeling in his chest, the feeling of... emptiness that he had carried around for ages now, he felt warmth there. Warmth that radiated from his heart and spread to the very tips of his fingers. This is what he wanted. Needed. What he had been searching for all along.

And he wanted more of it.

He reached into his jacket's pocket and touched the bottle of pills that sat there.

"I was going to commit suicide today."

The kid looked up, a fleeting look of surprise crossing his features before he frowned and stuffed his beanie back onto his head.

"Great. You're crazy."

Axel laughed. Actually really properly laughed until he felt his stomach hurt and he looked up to see the kid's lips lift up into a slight grin.

Axel stared at those lips, fighting the irrational urge to cover them with his own.

"What the hell. You know what? Do you want to do something? Go somewhere? I don't care where, and I don't even know who you are but let's get out of here?" The kid said, and Axel realised that he was still staring.

Axel grinned.

"Sure."