At Least You're Here. — drabble/idea dump

shinjirou getting hit super hard when kaminaris revealed as the traitor. they sit there, in what was once kaminari's room, sitting on the only thing left there: his bed.

it replays in their minds: the laughters they shared, the time they spent together. all in this now empty room.

shinsou's head feels light, and he grips on the edge of the bed tightly. jirou notices and takes his hand, squeezing it hard enough to help him stay grounded.

"should i not have done that?"

jirou looks up at shinsou, his head down, tears freefalling from his eyes. she knows what hes talking about. she was there. she saw it all happening.

shinsou was the one to confirm kaminari's truth. unintentionally.

but she understands. she would've done the same if she was in his position.

—

it hurt. it hurt so bad. kaminari laughing at them crying and begging him is a scene that no one would be able to forget, ever. kaminari's laugh that were once like the bright, summer sky was now a thunderstorm wrecking everything in its vicinity.

but shinsou - poor, poor shinsou had brainwashed kami out of desperation to reach out to him.

"come back here, join us again. i trust you didnt do this by choice. we'll save you."

it was so emotional, his every word was laced with so much frustration and despair. it worked.

or so they thought.

kaminari, with a blank stare, walked straight to them. shinsou looked at him, dropping onto his knees, exhausted.

but when kaminari was mere centimeters away from shinsou, his eyes came back to life - electric gold piercing through shinsou.

kaminari bent down, reaching out to shinsou, running his index finger down shinsou's jawline before smirking and lifting his head to look at him.

"oh, babe. your brainwashing's too easy to overcome. and join you? you want to save me?"

kaminari chuckled.

"you can't even save yourself, toshi."

—

"you did well, hitoshi. that was very heroic of you," jirou says, as she turns to face shinsou.

jirou gets up from the bed, and reaches down to embrace shinsou. he sobs as she rubs his back softly. she buries her face into his shoulder, letting her own tears fall.

in the quiet room, they sob. slightly easing the swelling sensation in their chest as they let each tear fall, while in each other's embrace.

"thank you, for being here."

"yeah, you too. thank you."

though they long to say it, they can't. not right now. not right after they learnt they've been hearing that phrase being thrown meaninglessly for months, from someone they had meant their every word to.

but time will heal them, they hope.

at the very least, they know they're not alone.