Scenario: Cutting Ties

Even though he had heard him loud and clear, (M/N) had been floored from the awful absurdities being thrown at him, because the (H/C) haired boy believed his boyfriend was different from the others and sincerely loved him, but he had been proved wrong and nearly for the tenth time this year alone. However, (M/N) was an optimistic and ambitious person determined to find his soulmate, because the (E/C) orbed boy was genuinely a hopeless romantic and therefore would never give up on love, but his breaking point was approaching as the stress and strain of previous heartbreaks haunted him at night. "You heard me, (M/N). I don't want to see you anymore," Light said, while watching tears streaming down (M/N)'s cheeks, as the (H/C) haired boy's body trembled from the cold and his sobs. "I think we should break up."

In an instant, (M/N) had began gasping and panting for much needed air, because he had been diagnosed with panic and anxiety attacks, but he had almost always experienced episodes of the disorders plaguing him in situations like these. As an optimist and hopeless romantic, (M/N) was fragile and breakable like glass, because his heart couldn't take the pain of losing beloved individuals anymore, but his heart especially couldn't take the agony of letting people in the most. "Why, Light? Why are you doing this to me?" (M/N) asked, while wiping away the teardrops rolling down his cheeks, as snowflakes settled atop his (H/C locks and thin clothing. "I don't understand. I thought you loved me. I thought we were going to spend the rest of our lives together. When did all of that change? How did all of that change?"

Surprisingly, (M/N) had been pulled into an embrace and comforted until the panic attack subsided, because the man holding him acknowledged and understood the severity of his diagnosis, but the (E/C) orbed boy didn't understand the reason behind being consoled since the two of them had officially broken up. "You're such a good, little boy. Always so obedient and docile, I can't have someone like you with me," Light explained, while running his slim fingers through (M/N)'s (H/C) silky strands, as the (E/C) orbed boy sobbed and wept. "You see, I need someone who's willing to take risks. You're not that type. You'll never be that type. So goodbye, (M/N)."

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