#I was having a really sucky day so re-watching this really cheered me up!!!

[overdramaticly-dying]

Mystic Library

One of my top three favourite episodes!! I actually recently got my sister to start watching the show with me by showing her this episode (and she’s never actually watched anything tmnt before) so if you’re trying to get someone into Rise, this is a great first episode imo!!

But enough about ways to get others into our tmnt cult, and let's talk about the episode!!

-When Raph was destroying the bathroom, apparently throwing Leo into the wall was one of his methods

-”So you thought that smashing everything but the mirror, would get him out of the mirror?” ”I couLD SmAsh THe MirrOR”

-There’s not really a point to include this other than the fact that they left April staring in horror at her bathroom (rip April) idk I just really like this shot, ok?

-”Ah, like a book on how to catch? HEADS UP!” *yeets book at Donnie*

-”Aha! There’s something interesting in this section on rocks!” “said nobody ever” “ha you’re right, geology stinks”

-”Libraries rock” (you think no one would catch that pun Leo, BUT WE DID)

-Donnie’s face, when he’s talking to the librarian, is precious

-Actually, that whole conversation is golden. 

-Sidebar: how did Donnie get a library card? Don’t you need proof of residence and an ID?

-Raph just casually picking up Leo and Donnie to check for Mikey & Leo and Donnie being absolutely chill with it

-”ECHOOOOO... I REGRET NOTHING”

-Raph’s laugh when he thinks abt Mikey in the kiddie room, idk it’s just really adorable for reasons I cannot begin to put into words, cuz it's such an older sibling thing to do

-I think Mikey’s face when he’s scared actually broke my heart

-”Donnie you wanna write this stuff down?” “The brain is nature’s notepad Raphael, I have already memorized the directions in song form.” *yeets mystic ball behind him* (rip random library dude)

-The foot deciding to fight with the turtles purely because they’re bitter

-There’s so much I love abt Donnie’s rap and the fact that he’s the second one to get caught, but I’ve already made a few posts abt it, so should I really go into this again? YEP

-ok but seriously- I was expecting Donnie to outlast everyone, or at least be in a battle and go out that way, since that’s pretty much how it always goes with the ‘introverted characters who like libraries’, but no, he got out because he was incredibly excited, he was being himself, and he was still in character. Like what is this??? they made an introverted character who has a personality outside of that?? Rise is amazing and I love it for dumping the cliches at the door

-”Write it down I say, but nooooo, ‘tHe BrAin iS NAtuReS nOTepAd’”

-”Are you trying to get Donnie fired?” “Wha-at? whaaat?... we’ll discuss that later-”

-these poor souls

-The entire run sequence with Raph is absolutely beautiful- someone already mentioned this before, but despite how big Raph is, his movements are really gentle and fluid

-The action sequences in this show are really fun to watch- I often find it hard to sit through action shows/sequences without doing something else at the same time, but Rise is one show that I can watch fully w/o getting bored- all the action in this show is easy to watch, beautiful, and entertaining

-The last we saw of Mikey, he had thrown the kids off to Donnie. I just wanna know what happened in that short period of time for this to happen 

-I wanna know if they ever returned that book to the library, or if they just stole it and never went back out of fear.

-THE BACKGROUNDS IN THIS EPISODE ARE SO AMAZING

tl;dr this episode is so great??? it’s another awesome example of how this show isn’t afraid to take chances, but also keep their characters in character the whole way through. It’s really funny, and everyone plays off each other incredibly well- and it works as a good introduction to the series if you wanna show it to your friends/family- even if they’ve never seen anything tmnt!!

Thank you for the asks!! @doodle-egg-noodle​ & @aloneontheoutside​ <3

also Donnie and Mikey are clearly related

[09yards]

8 - When You’re Gone (days gone by - nct)

All the mystery and the magic You light up what once was tragic And I know that I will miss you when you're gone I could never have imagined All the heavens pour with passion   But I know that I will miss you when you're gone

    Johnny had been right about one thing tonight; it was indeed a family affair. What felt like just about everyone Mark was close to, was dispersed throughout Yuta's house. The parents had all congregated in the kitchen, about five too many bottles of wine left empty on the side for the number of people - the chatter and laughter rang in Mark's ears.

God, he hated being drunk. The smallest of sounds seemed to echo in his ears but at the same time it felt like he was hearing things underwater, his head was spinning and he was about six too many drinks in and he'd barely been there two hours. The air around him feels thick, muggy from too many people being crowded into the various rooms.

    Jisung had somehow managed to get out of the whole ordeal, arguing with their mum about how it would be inappropriate for someone who is (even more so than the others) underage to be surrounded by drunk people and the possibility of him therefore partaking in said underage drinking would be increased and that's not good for his health. Johnny had called him a pussy under his breath and had promptly earned a slap to his stomach from their mum and a stern "watch your language John" who then turned to Jisung (whose face was now adorning the slight pout and puppy dog eyed look - aka how to get their mum to do whatever they wanted look), her face relaxing into a gentle smile before kissing the top of his head (on her tiptoes which made her pout) and telling him to rest well and not stay up too late studying or engrossed in whatever novel he was currently working his way through. Mark stuck his tongue out on the way out the door - the kid could get away with everything, he and Johnny had dubbed it the youngest child effect. Johnny was pretty upset that he'd wasted good chocolate milk and now Yuta was going to get to drink it.

    Mark had been dancing around since he'd first arrived, back and forth between rooms in hopes of avoiding Donghyuck. Honestly, he wasn't entirely sure why he felt the need to avoid him, the younger was probably doing the exact same thing though since the lack of communication between the two since way back to Mark's birthday. Mark had spent some time pining and was okay about the whole situation now (as okay as he could be on the surface anyhow). Mark had been so busy with school - even with only being a month and a half in - he'd been spending lunches in the library, study periods with his tutor to talk about his personal statement and what felt like every second of his free time was spent pouring over his textbooks, homework and whatever else he could get his hands on. The only breath of fresh air was when he finally submitted his uni applications, nudging the whole ordeal to the back of his mind rather than playing the waiting game to see if he'd get accepted or not. He'd drifted apart from everyone in a sense but with Donghyuck it was weird. When he passed the others in the hallways, they'd spare a second to flash a smile or give a quick wave, things were normal, but with Donghyuck it felt like he purposefully averted his eyes every time, maybe Mark's mind was playing tricks on him, maybe it wasn't.

Renjun had ranted to him over facetime at three am one night about how Donghyuck seemed to squash any and all rumours quite quickly about whether or not he was gay, Heejin and him had made up somehow apparently and Renjun had seen the two of them spending time together - what for, Mark didn't know, nor did he want to. Renjun had said it was probably some sort of ploy due to Hyuck's parents. They all knew the story and they weren't the worst, but when Hyuck's older brother, Taeyong, had come out they just seemed to ignore it - they pretended like it hadn't happened and they never brought up dating around Taeyong ever again until Taeyong had gotten quite sick of it and had decided to bring his boyfriend (although he hadn't introduced him as his boyfriend, it was quite clear by the two's body language that Taeil very much was) to their annual family Christmas party. Not his proudest moment he has admitted on multiple occasions but, to Mark and the others it was quite the scandal, particularly as lovely as Donghyuck's parents were, they just seemed to not realise the number of people around them that were gay, much to the amusement of the majority of their friends. Just about everyone was gay, bisexual or pan between Mark and Johnny's friends, as well as a copious amount of people attending their school alone were part of the LGBTQ+ community and openly expressed their support of it and how the Lee's were yet to realise it no one would ever know, as well as how they've managed to live in their surprisingly accepting small town where political and social 'issues' weren't taboo. Taeyong had moved out the moment he was accepted into uni and promised that he wouldn't end their relationship for the sake of Hyuck, even if it meant the only time he spoke to his parents these days was when 'required' to at family events and the occasional birthday phone call. Mark and Donghyuck had grown distant over the last two months and Mark couldn't help but feel like it was to do with the rumours. Mark knew Donghyuck's parents wouldn't be happy about him being gay, if he was (Mark was still confused as to whether or not he'd come out to him that day) they would just pretend like it wasn't happening, make up a girl that he was supposedly dating to rely it to the family - it had happened before and it would more than likely happen again. But alas, Mark was far too drunk for him to be able to work up the emotional capacity to act like the best friend, if he could even call himself that anymore, he should be too Donghyuck.

- - - -

    "Jaehyun, please stop, I'm too drunk for this-"

"Being drunk is the perfect time young padawan! As the expert on all thing’s soulmates, please remember I have known mine since I was a mere five years of age, I am the most qualified to educate you here."

"You're probably more drunk than I am right now-"

"I probably am, okay, I definitely am but, doesn't stop me from being happy and in love and married to the best person in the world."

"You aren't married?"

"That's what you think."

"Jaehyun, what on earth is that supposed to mean?"

"It means that just because I may not be legally married, yet, that doesn't mean I won't be anytime soon. I just need to pick a ring and then ask him but it's not like he's going to say no right? Having a soulmate, you are bound to that person for the rest of your life, that's the whole idea of marriage, is it not? Oh look, there's Doyoung, see you later Mark!" Mark was flabbergasted, apparently Jaehyun had turned into some kind of Tumblr drabble reciting robot when drunk off the dubious substance in his cup, although if you asked him he'd probably just say it's what happens when you're in love and then flash you the famous Jung smile - dimpled and gummy.

"Wait!" Even when he raised his voice himself it made his head pound, "You didn't give me your advice?"

"Oh yeah," Jaehyun could barely stand straight, gently swaying as he paused in his steps half turned to Mark, “Just confess already. The pining isn't doing you any good and there's no other way to find out if he's your soulmate or not unless he tells you he's the one who caused your tattoo. Right now, you're only hurting yourself, stop feeling guilty all the time and be a little selfish for once, not that telling someone how you feel is selfish. You'll only make yourself sick, literally, either way and yes it could end up worst case scenario but you could also end up happy. You deserve to be happy Mark, you've spent so long doing things for everyone else because you felt like you had to, do something for yourself." Mark let his weight sink to the floor, his back pressed against the cold wall of the hallway.

Maybe it's what he needed to be able to let go?

    "Mark, hey," Jungwoo turned the corner, finding Mark still cuddled up against the wall where Jaehyun had left him earlier, "I was looking for you, you disappeared on everyone."

"Jungwoo... I want to apologise again about what happened at my birthday. I was drunk, wasn't thinking straight. What I did was wrong, so wrong and I'm so sorry for it and for upsetting you and-"

"How many times do I have to tell you I'm okay? Taeyong introduced me to this older friend of his anyway, very cute, very mature so no risk of him doing any classic teenage pining. Besides, neither of us were exactly thinking straight Mark. You and Haechannie will figure things out soon enough."

"Jaehyun told me to confess, that's why I'm here, debating whether that would be easier than yeeting myself off a cliff." Mark couldn't look at Jungwoo, he still felt guilty, sure they'd both been drunk and neither were exactly hoping to start anything in the future but it felt sucky, Mark never wanted to hurt someone else and in that moment he did, whether Jungwoo was okay now or not.

"Maybe you should, get everything out in the open rather than keeping all those emotions bottled up. You never know, maybe good things will come from it."

"Thank you, Woo, I know what I did was super shitty and I really hope you know how sorry I am."

"Shut up Mark, it never happened."

"Right, it never happened."

For the first time in a while, an actual smile threatened to appear on Mark's face. "Come on, lets re-join the party! Winwin got everyone dancing, even Johnny," Jungwoo grabbed his hand to pull him up from the floor, "let’s have some fun."

    As Jungwoo and Mark joined the makeshift dance floor of Yuta's living room, more drinks were pushed into their hands as their friends whooped and cheered that they were back, all far too drunk to remember any of their actions come morning. Jaehyun and Doyoung were cooped up in a corner, speaking in hushed voices to one another, both of their eyes filled with complete adoration for one another. Lucas was twirling Yuqi, the two of them bursting into fits of giggles whenever they made eye contact, it was endearing, Mark thought. Yuta and Winwin seemed to no longer be hiding their relationship status when Sicheng was not-so-subtle, sitting on Yuta's lap, the two leaning in for an R-rated kiss that Mark swiftly looked away from. Jaemin's head was resting on Renjun's thigh as they sat down on the sofa, evidently Jaemin had drunk more than he could handle and Renjun's hands gently cascaded through the younger's hair. Mark liked seeing his friends together, it made him realise just what having one’s soulmate can do, how it can make you feel. But he couldn't help the pang in his chest at the thought, he was alone, his eyes somehow having found Donghyuck among the copious amounts of people dancing. Mark couldn't take his eyes off of him, he gravitated towards him, dancing with some girls from his class who dragged Mark to join them - pushing him towards Donghyuck.

    The younger's head snapped up at the mention of Mark's name, no longer focused on perfecting the choreography to whatever song was playing with Yeri and Irene. Before Donghyuck could escape, Mark clasped his wrist, looking at him with pleading eyes. Now or never, now or never.

Donghyuck freed himself, flashing Mark a disgusted look before walking out of the room as fast as he could without drawing attention to them, Mark close behind.

"Hyuck, wait up please!"

"Leave me alone Mark."

"Come on Hyuck, at least let me speak," Mark's shoulders slumped as he let out a deep sigh, attempting to build up his courage, now or never. "J-just let me say this and then you can scream, yell, runaway or whatever it is you want to do," Donghyuck's resistance against Mark pulling his arm again relaxed, "just, please let me speak."

"Fine. What do you so desperately have to say?" His voice was wobbly, Donghyuck was telling himself that it was because of the cold October air and not his emotions getting the better of him. Donghyuck doesn’t even remember at what point they’d made it outside – nor does he see the audience of one they’ve gathered.

"Okay, right, here we go."

"I don't have all night Mark."

"Right, sorry. Of course, I just need a second." Was the air getting thicker or was Mark just having trouble breathing?

"Here goes nothing," Mark took one last deep breath and closed his eyes, he had this speech engraved in his mind ready to use it at any moment, "I like you Hyuck. I'm pretty sure I'm in love with you and I'm also fairly certain that you're my soulmate.

I know that we're young and I'm definitely dumb and you aren't even eighteen yet but, I know that I'm in love with you and I trust that the universe made us meet that day in the library because you are my soulmate. I can't imagine my life without you, I can't imagine waking up next to anyone else. I can't imagine kissing someone else, holding someone else in my arms, running my hands through their hair, listening to them hum along to the radio. It's always you, in my daydreams and my nightmares, whether I'm asleep or awake you're always by my side.

Believe me when I say I tried to stop, I tried to convince myself that you're not the one. I spent so long crying myself to sleep, begging the universe to let me stop loving you, I tried, I really, really tried... but, I'm always going to love you. I think I've known that since the day we first met and I need you to know that, I'm always going to love you. No matter what. I've imagined me saying this to you hundreds of thousands of times and I was never going to say anything but I can't keep doing this. I can't fake another smile, I can't fake like everything’s alright all of the time, I can't fake that I'm alright. I love you Donghyuck."

"Mark," Donghyuck inhaled sharply, "I don't know what you want me to say..."

"Say you feel the same, say you can feel your soulmate mark showing up, whatever," the pleading in Mark's words was clear by his breathlessness, "Hyuckie, please, I know you can feel it too."

"I'm sorry Mark, I really am," his shoulders slumped and he couldn't meet Mark's eyes, Mark's pleading gaze, "I'm so sorry. I can't do this. I don't feel the same, I'm not in love with you Mark. You're hurting someone else by doing this, please get over me and stop - I know you won't be able to handle the guilt. I can't let you hurt someone else, I can't hurt you by lying like that. I'm sorry... I'm so sorry."

And with that he turned away, leaving Mark behind, hiccupping in attempts to breathe while he sobbed uncontrollably. A pair of arms wrapped around him, pulling Mark into a warm chest, a gentle hand patting his head and muttering "it's okay" over and over again.

    Mark had never felt more sober than he did in that moment. Dizziness overtook him, the walls if the hallway felt like they were closing in around him, getting closer and closer, suffocating him. He sobbed and sobbed until he didn't have a single tear left to cry, his body spasming as he tried to catch his breath, hiccupping into the comfort of Johnny's arms.

Mark had never wanted to get drunk more in his life.

- - - - -

    Donghyuck is peacefully absorbed in his history textbook when his attention is snapped away from medieval medical treatments and to Jaemin quite literally plonking himself in the chair over the other side of the table to Donghyuck, letting out an exasperated sigh as he does so, backpack discarded on the floor by his feet as his eyes meet Donghyuck's - they're inquisitive and Donghyuck feels himself shrink in on himself a little, out of apprehension, fear or embarrassment, Donghyuck isn't sure.

"What happened with you and Mark?"

There was a slight bite to Jaemin's voice, no traces of any gentleness or subtly. Jaemin wasn't for softness when it came to life generally, particularly when someone’s upset, he approaches situations with the grace of a herd of elephants.

"Nothing."

Jaemin tuts, rolls his eyes and lets out a deep sigh, clearly not satisfied with Donghyuck's answer - or rather lack thereof.

"Oh, that’s not what I heard?"

Donghyuck can't tell if Jaemin drew the short straw and is the one tasked with interrogating him over the events of the weekend or if he's genuinely doing it for himself. Maybe Mark is keeping quiet about the events of that night, however even with how good the two are at avoiding one another it is clear Mark hasn't been in school the last few days, they aren't that good at not having crossed paths remotely once. Donghyuck couldn't help the pang of guilt. Donghyuck also knows that Jaemin isn't giving up, he's tapping his fingers against the desk as if he's hoping that'll prompt Donghyuck to talk. Jaemin is nonchalant about most things in life (aside from anything Renjun related), yet he doesn't back down and is evidently undaunted when it comes to getting what he wants.

"Well, nothing happened."

"Bullshit." Jaemin counters, without missing a beat.

Donghyuck is taken back by the harshness of his voice. Honestly, Donghyuck thought they would drag this out for longer, more like he was hoping he could keep up his charade of 'nothing happened' for longer, staying in his little bubble where he could pretend like everything was okay - like that night hadn't happened and he hadn't broken his best friends heart. Jaemin was the type to bug you to just the right level of being ridiculously annoying to get what he wanted out of you - driving you to insanity bit by bit was more his style unlike the current look of utter despair lacing his usually kind features.

"That's utter bullshit and you know it. Whatever fantasy charade you're keeping up by pretending everything’s okay is ending right now. You keep sighing in lessons, I can practically feel the anguish radiating off of you from the other side of town and here you are straight up lying to my face and just about everyone else, including yourself."

"Why do you care so much?" Hyuck didn't mean to sound so cold, it was just a second-nature defence mechanism at this point as well as being caught off-guard by Jaemin's sudden outburst.

Jaemin looks at him again, staring dead into Hyuck's eyes like he's searching for Donghyuck's last remaining brain cell, jokes on him though because it's not there. "Because Haechannie, I actually care about you and want to make sure you're okay as well as Mark. The tension between you two is downright depressing and I thought all the melodrama ended when Renjun and I got together but clearly, I was wrong, the two of you are so much worse. Both with permanent pouts on their faces, avoiding talking about whatever happened so no one can do anything to help which again, is just," Jaemin let out some disgruntled sound in lieu of an adjective but laced with the same disgust he was attempting to convey, "you see? Everyone has been here before, we're not all Jaehyun and Doyoung, you're more like Johnny and Ten and the utter mess that was the start of their best-friends-to-boyfriends transition. We all care about you; we all want to make sure that you're coping and not making yourself sick." Jaemin's now looking at him with one eyebrow raised as if Donghyuck's now supposed to magically understand whatever Jaemin's word vomit was actually implying.

Donghyuck lets his eyes wander over Jaemin's appearance, his hand griping his hair in anticipation of Hyuck's reply, pupils blown, wide and gazing at Donghyuck's face for any hint of emotion, looking slightly manic. Donghyuck evaluates his current position and with a deep breath he feels calmer, his muscles have relaxed, a smirk graces his face and-

"Oh, I've been meaning to ask, how are Johnny and Ten?"

6 NEW MESSAGES FROM RENJUN

I don't know what you did but you broke Jaemin

I've been trying to get him to shut up for years and you did it in less than half an hour

teach me your ways

he hasn't said anything since he got back, he's just sat there staring out the window with his mouth hanging open

Jisung and Chenle are seeing how many blueberries they can get in his mouth until he snaps out of it

they're up to nine

let me know how many they get up too

and tell Jaemin I'm sorry and that I'll

talk when I'm ready.

Donghyuck smiles, its only small but it’s his first genuine smile in a while.

- - - - -

     The rain is bouncing off the ground as he walks home, splashing his ankles and soaking the ends of his jeans. The temperature seems to have dropped by a million degrees since this morning and he's wishing he checked the weather app and put a warmer coat on. He's at the point where the harsh October air feels like it’s getting in his bones, just about every inch of him is freezing and just when he thinks things can't get any worse, as he turns the corner to his house he's met by a tall figure sat on the steps leading up to his door.

The rain is the last thing on his mind as he lets his umbrella drop to his side, tilting his head as if that would help him get a better look at the boy that's slouched over, flicking his phone between his hands.

Upon hearing Donghyuck let out a pathetic attempt at a cough in hopes of gaining the others attention, the mop of blonde hair moves until Hyuck is met with a heart-warming, lopsided smile he could recognise anywhere.

"Hey, Haechannie."

"Hello, what can I help you with?"

"I think you know why I'm here."

[quackmori]

Everything

how I know... I suck at writing but here’s a one-shot I just thought up now while listening to https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gr14PqaTzQc (kinda funny, since I chose this for Seb and me but after listening more it fits both guys) Anyways... on to my crappy but mushy/angsty one-shot fanfic. It takes place during the six heart event. I warn you it is long and...if you don’t like it then just move along.

Everything...

It was a storming early summer evening, after making sure all my animals were dry and fed and my cat Ginsey inside my house I hear the sound of a Junimo and follow it outside.

It leads me into Cindersap Forest...towards...Shane?!

There in the pouring rain laying down on the muddy cold grass surrounded by empty beer cans near the cliff. I run towards him to help.

“...Jessica... I-I’m sorry *hic* ... My life... It’s a pathetic joke...Look at me... Why do I even try? *sob*  ... I’m too small and stupid to take control of my life... I’m just a..... p...piece of soiled garbage fluttering in the wind...”

I crouch down closer to him, I know this feeling too well... Back at the old home...the old job... I was just another cog for Joja, an expendable pawn..easy to replace...something my old boss hammered into me while telling me how worthless I was since I was “too slow” but kept me anyway “out of the goodness of our hearts” as it was the only job that let me even have a home. They got me when I was looking for an apartment. It was perfect, Joja corp owned a beautiful apartment complex and rent was affordable and even less rent to pay if I decided to work for them...I was so vulnerable...I wanted a home away from family drama, a place where I could be alone when I wanted to without scraping by paycheck to paycheck just to feed myself and pay bills. It was no help any coworkers I did see would just treat me like trash, heh they’d be happy if I was dead...one less slow, ugly, shy, woman to put up with...but I put up with it cause the pay was good...and I put up with a lot, then I read that letter my grandfather left for me and well the rest is history.

I wanted to hug him, but I had only barely gotten to know him. I didn’t want to add on to his pain he was already dealing with but I wanted to help.

“... I’ve been coming here often lately...looking down...”

“Oh no...” I thought, inching just a little closer getting myself ready should the worst happen.

“Here’s a chance to finally take control of my life... These cliffs...B bu...but I’m too scared too anxious. Just like always...”

I get to my feet, I almost reach my hand out.

“Jessica... All I do is work, sleep, and drink... t ...to dull the feelings of self-hatred. Why should I even go on? Tell me...T...tell me why I shouldn't just roll off this cliff right now...”

While tears stream down my face (that are masked by the rain) most in this situation would say words they think would “cheer” someone up, to pull them out of the pit they had dug...But I knew...as someone who also has depression (though I kept it under wraps best I could, I mean as far as townfolks know I’m the new girl who moved into that run-down farm in the forest to get away from the noise of the city.) What you need more when you feel hopeless is just to know someone is willing to listen to you and will support you no matter what choice you make...but I was also scared...Though I have begun to see more of this man I was afraid of losing him...just what do I say?! what are the right words to keep him from falling off the literal edge?

A flash of lightning, as if like a lightbulb in my mind made me think and then say “The decision is your own. Just know that I am here for you.”

You are the light, that's leading me, to the place where I find peace again.

A rumble of distant thunder in the distance goes off.

“Thanks... I appreciate that...I really do...”

You are the strength that keeps me walking.

“Jessica...”

I crouch back down

“...I think you should take me to the hospital now.”

I gather all the strength I can, begging for Yoba to give me the strength I need right now to lift him to his feet and walk him to Dr. Harvey’s office and that he would answer the door. Please Yoba...grant me strength and please let Dr. Harvey be at the door!

“I will get you there as fast as I can, don’t worry...I will!”

You are the hope that keeps me trusting.

I know not how long or short it took but I was in front of Dr. Harvey’s door. I knocked with my free fist like life depended on it cause it very well did! “Please open, please open, PLEASE OPEN!”

The door cracks open, the doctor pocking his head out “come in come in!” he ushered us inside and takes Shane into the hospital room and I follow but stopped. Right. He needs to be alone with him first. So I sit back in the waiting room. I’m not sure if It’s the haze from the fog and rain droplets on my glasses but I think he looked back at me and smiled.

You are the life to my soul.

And what felt like hours Dr. Harvey calls me into the room Shane is in.

“I’ve pumped his stomach and re-hydrated his body. He’s going to be okay” I could feel my worries lift away. He then looked at the chart he was holding. “It’s good that you brought him in, though.”  He looks at me and then back to his chart. “Too much alcohol is terrible for the body... but right now I‘m most worried about his mental health...When he comes to I’ll have a chat with him about his treatment options. I know an excellent counselor in Zuzu city...” Dr. Harvey puts a supportive hand on my shoulder. “Life can be painful, sometimes...But there’s always hope for a better future. You’ve got to believe in that.” I nodded in agreement.

“Well if you wish to spend a little time with him you may but don’t stay too late, you also need to take care of yourself too, you know?” And with that Dr. Harvey left and went back to his room upstairs.

“Y...you should go home...I will be fine...thanks to you.” He mumbles to me.

I sit on the hospital bed next to him without a word and pull his head gently to my chest

“I just wanna say good night, and to have a restful sleep. I’ll see you in the morning, okay?”

I gently place him back down on the pillow and get off the bed to leave. I look back one more time before I shut the door behind me.

You are my purpose. You’re everything.

---

The next morning.

The morning sun greets me as I get up to start another day, watering my crops and tending to my animals. It’s a beautiful morning when I walk out the door after breakfast. And then I hear his voice.

“Hey...”

I was just going to check on you, you look so much better. I think to myself

“Oh man...uh... how do I say this? I’m really sorry about what happened at the cliffs. That was...Embarrassing.”

I smile at him and say “I’m glad I was there to help.”

He looks around, back at me and then around and back at me and says back “...Yeah, Me too.”

He then tells me that he is going to start going to a counselor that Dr. Harvey recommended.

“Anyway...I just wanted to thank you for taking care of me. And I want you to know that I’m going to take things a little more seriously from now on. I don’t want to be a burden on anyone...”

He turns to leave but just before he leaves my farm to go back to town.

“By the way...your chest was so much warmer than the pillows...and softer too”

And how can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?

Oh, yoba...he remembers THAT?! I can feel the heat on my face...thank Yoba he can’t see my face right now. I’m a mess and I didn’t even get started on my work! Oh geez, I wonder what he’s thinking right now? Oh! my peppers are ripe, I should bring him some when he’s done work. Today is shaping up to be a wonderful one.

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And there you have it, sorry my writing is sucky but I had to let it out of my system before I forgot about it.