❝ᵀʰᵉ ʷᵒʳˡᵈ'ˢ ᵍʳᵉᵃᵗᵉˢᵗ ᵃᶜᵗᵒʳ ᵈᵒᵉˢⁿ'ᵗ ⁿᵉᵉᵈ ᵃ ˢᵗᵃᵍᵉ❞

Kuya sits in his cell. His legs were pulled close to his chest. Today was the anniversary of when him and Akira met. However, the man in question had not woken him up nor had come to see him at all that day.

It's okay....there's an explanation for this. It was time to start the day anyway!

Kuya got up from his bed and sat at his vanity mirror. Being there for a while meant he got upgrades to his room every now and then. He grabbed a wipe and began to wipe off all of the makeup from the previous day before. Kuya was tired, so he forgot to remove it.

That was okay. He would just [P̶u̶t̶ ̶h̶i̶s̶ ̶m̶a̶s̶k̶ ̶b̶a̶c̶k̶ ̶o̶n̶] reapply it.

Kuya stared into the glass for a bit, taking a god look into his real face.

The bags under his eyes, hidden by foundation.

His soulless pupils behind the mascara and eyeliner.

The scars that riddled his face from all the times he had scratched down his face out of stress.

He clenched his fist around the brush and began to rapidly put his face back on. Kuya hoped he wouldn't have to see it until the next morning.

❝'ᶜᵃᵘˢᵉ ᵗʰᵉʸ'ʳᵉ ˢᵒ ᵍᵒᵒᵈ ᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉⁱʳ ᶜʳᵃᶠᵗ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ⁿᵒᵇᵒᵈʸ ᵏⁿᵒʷˢ ᵗʰᵉʸ'ʳᵉ ᶠᵃᵏᵉ❞

"Aki~ I missed you this morn- Oh.. [Mc], how are you?" Kuya asked the person in front of them with a smile. [Mc] smiled back happily and took a side step closer to Akira.

Alright. It's a little weird, but no problem. They probably got permission to be that close.

"Yes! I'm doing fine! Aki said that he would attend my next physical therapy with me to help out, you know?" [Mc] replied to the foxian with a smile. They were well aware of Akira's and Kuya's relationship, but they truly thought it was nothing more than beneficial reasons.

"Yeah...I-I do know..." Kuya's smile faltered, not going unnoticed by Akira. "I remember my first time! It helped a lot...I hope you get the care that you need [Mc]."

Akira was about to speak up, reaching out to Kuya with concern etching his features

Kuya stepped back from him with a strained smile. But all real emotions disappeared from his eyes and were replaced by "Kuya."

"Aki. I'll see you later. You have your time without any unnecessary intervention, okay?"

Kuya walked off, and before he could do anything, Akira was pulled off by [Mc].

❝ᵀʰᵉ ᶠᵒᵒˡˢ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ⁿᵒ ᶜˡᵘᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒⁿᵉ ᵗʰᵉʸ ᵏⁿᵉʷ ʷᵃˢ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵃ ᶠʳᵃᵘᵈ❞

"Ah, Kuya! I'm glad that you've come. We need..."

"Of course!"

"Kuya, please take these reports to the doctor."

"Right away!"

"Kuya~ Have any time to hang out?"

"Billy..."

"Kuya...p-please help me with my partner!"

"S-Sure..."

A beastmen patient had gotten out and pinned Kuya to the wall.

Kuya did nothing. Only stared dully.

❝ᵀʰᵉ ᵐᵃˢᵗᵉʳ ᵒᶠ ᵖʳᵉᵗᵉⁿᵈⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉʸ'ʳᵉ ⁿᵒᵗ❞

"That damn fox...always getting Lord Regrator's favor.."

"He should've rotted with his family."

"He's so fake..."

"What does the doctor even see in that idiot?"

"He's weird."

"A freak."

"A monster who killed his family."

"Undeserving of the pity he got."

"Undeserving of a life here."

𝗗𝗲𝘀𝗲𝗿𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴. 𝗧𝗼. 𝗗𝗶𝗲.

❝ᴮᵘᵗ ᵃˢ ᵗʰᵉ ʸᵉᵃʳˢ ᵍᵒ ᵇʸ, ᵗʰᵉ ᵃᶜᵗᵒʳ ˢᵗᵃʳᵗˢ ᵗᵒ ᶜʰᵃⁿᵍᵉ❞

Akira walked to Dottore's room, wearing a look that could kill. He slammed the door open, storming in the office.

"What is it? I'm busy." The Doctor asked dismissively, signing away at his paper work.

"He hasn't left his room in days. You do have cameras in there, don't you?"

"Why would I? Camera's are only in the red ward. He's in the 4th."

"I know that dumbass! But he's a DTH and a flight risk!"

"He won't leave. He didn't. He wouldn't be dumb enough to try."

Akira growled and pushed off the desk, storming off again towards the door.

"I don't know why I asked you...you hardly care about him. You just pretend like he does. I guess now I know where he gets it from."

Akira grabbed the door and slammed it shut.

The Doctor just sighed and shook his head, feeling not a single thing from this situation, but instead finding it an annoyance.

❝ᴬˢ ᵈᵃʸ ᵇʸ ᵈᵃʸ, ᵗʰᵉʸ ˡⁱᵛᵉ ᵗʰᵉⁱʳ ˡⁱᶠᵉ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ᵃˡˡ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵒʳˡᵈ'ˢ ᵃ ˢᵗᵃᵍᵉ❞

"Kuya, please. We need to talk."

"Aki? Oh! Of course! Just give me a second!"

Kuya came out of the room, rubbing his eyes and with a smile.

"Oh dear..." Akira pulled the fox in for a hug. Kuya looked an absolute mess. "Come on...let's go fox you up."

"Fix...me...?"

❝ᵀʰᵉⁱʳ ᵗʳᵘᵉ ˢᵉˡᶠ⁻ᵐᵘᵗⁱˡᵃᵗᵉᵈ ᵇʸ ᵗʰᵉⁱʳ ᵖᵉʳᵐᵃⁿᵉⁿᵗ ⁿᵉʷ ᵐᵃˢᵏ❞

Fake.

"I am fake."

You are worthless.

"I am worthless."

Everyone lied to you.

"Everyone lied to me."

You don't deserve the love you get.

"I don't deserve the love I get."

You should leave. Permanently.

"I should leave. Permanently."

You won't be a nuisance anymore.

"I won't be a nuisance anymore."

❝ᴮᵘᵗ ᵇʸ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ ᵗʰᵉʸ ʳᵉᵃˡⁱᶻᵉᵈ, ⁱᵗ ʷᵃˢ ᵗᵒᵒ ˡᵃᵗᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵗᵘʳⁿ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ❞

Akira stood in shock as he walked into the fox's room. An empty bottle of pills stood on the nightstand, and and empty shell of what Kuya once was.

Before it all went dark, Kuya's head turned to see Akira.

He gave him one last fake smile before closing his eyes.

The last thing he heard was his lover screaming.

The last thing he felt was someone shaking him.

And the last thing he saw was not what he wanted to see.

Someone caring about him.

Maybe...this was a bad choice.

Oh well...

~~~

The Asylum/Dottore - -Asa_No_Y0ru-

Akira - T0TALLY_N0T_AKiRA

Idea - Littlemisswaterlily

Song - The World's Greatest Actor

❝𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝙺𝚞𝚢𝚊'𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎. 𝙾𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝙿𝚃𝚂𝙳 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗.❞