called out your name (but it was too late) | 6k | angst | sheith + unrequited jeith
An old classmate watches Keith fall in love with someone else.
He walks out of the office feeling like a resurrected corpse. Shirogane and Keith are gone. He skips dinner because his appetite is gone and shows no sign of returning. Instead, he goes to the roof and lies on his back and lets the sunset burn his eyes while he settles into his bruises. He hates Keith for them, but he hates himself a little, too. In the distance, twin trails of dust rise off the pale hardpan desert, catching the light.
Three guesses who, he thinks, and the first two don’t count.