I’ll be doing full fics for some of the days, I promise, but I’m kicking off with more of a drabble.
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Michiru stared at the door. She’d always known this was how it was supposed to be. The brief fantasy otherwise was over; she’d orchestrated its end. By now her plan was to be taking tea to calm her stomach, but she hadn’t found the way to move yet. She stared at the door.
She didn’t expect Haruka to come back through.
She made every effort to ensure she never would again. Not a word passed between them as Haruka packed her bags.
It was better that way.
Haruka was always going to leave. It was only ever a matter of time before she realized she deserved far more than what Michiru could give. If Michiru helped her along in that realization, well, that was better, wasn’t it? Less time wasted on an unlovable creature.
Haruka deserved the world; Michiru deserved nothing. This was right and fair.
And yet.
Michiru stared at the door.
She wasn’t supposed to feel lonely. She hadn’t, before, she’d been the ice queen just like everyone said. But now, even though Haruka was good and kind and should find someone equally worthy, she wanted Haruka to come back. Barge in, say no, they weren’t leaving it at that, she was going to fight for them dammit.
It had happened before.
That was why it wouldn’t happen now.
Michiru looked away from the door. She was alone. Just like she always should have been. In the silence, she curled into herself, her small prison that would hold her forever.
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