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Headcanon of the day!

Rui was born with a weak body, he was never allowed to go outside because of this but what made he so determined to go outside?

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↱ Request by detroitsmashyourass ↲

sorry for tagging you! I'm just reposting it on my main account.

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The snow hugged the house like a day old baby, new and clingy. It was like the street had been put to bed, hushed under nature's frigid eider-down. How odd it was to look on that view, so familiar and yet so different. There were the same houses with their strong roofs and the street that would ordinarily be off already. Whether it was the stoney cloud or the white caps over the sensors, you weren't sure, but they were still sending out their feeble yellow glow.

The branches hang low with the weight of the snow, they are like a mother's arms when she returns from the market, laden with winter squash and carrots. The green is still there under the brilliant white, contrasting perfectly in that "winter wonderland" sort of way. Children would need the snow shoes for that special day while the layer looks as solid as any forest floor a person would sink right up to their knees or beyond.

The sky is clear now, a perfect uninterrupted blue. It's odd to think that the grass is still down there, surviving as best it can until the spring melt, entombed in the compacted and icy layers lower down. After yesterday's storm the top layer is perfect powder, the coldest season doesn't get any better than this.

You watched the snow fall from the sky, covering the land with white powder through the opening door of the room where you sat next to a young boy ❝(Name)...❞

You hummed as a response to him, signaling him that you were indeed listening as he turn to glance over to the outside world, an expression of forlorn were showing on his face  ❝You know, you can go and play outside with the other kids... I'm fine being here❞

Surprised, you slowly turned to stare at him with wide eyes but he was staring at the snow in front of him, seemingly saddened by the truth of his condition. He look so sad...

You felt a pang in your heart when you saw his downcast eyes, bright blue orbs were clouds with sadness knowing he could never  have the chance to go outside with you ❝Rui...❞

Grabbing his hand as your hand held his in a soft manner ❝I love the snow but staying with you is enough to make me feel happy❞ You smiled, a smile bore the innocence of a young girl ❝You get lonely without me either way so I want to be with you no matter what❞

His heart ache when he see you smile. 

He want it to be directed towards him. For him. Because of him. He want to bring you joy; be the source of those lit eyes and dimpled cheeks. He watch you bring so much happiness to those around you. Feel the warmth you’ve given him.

You show him how to find beauty in a cruel world.

You try so hard to do so well. You worked hard. You fought for every step; even if it wasn’t always in the right direction. You wanted to fly and now you’re soaring. He was always afraid. He was so afraid you’ll crash. That he will have to watch it happen. His heart ache to think there’s no way for him to help if you do. 

He still watch you. 

Sometimes it becomes a source of guilt. If he have no place in your life, why does he keep following you like this? If you noticed, he's scared what you’d think of him. He never been heartbroken before. For that he's sometimes glad he know you won’t. 

Both of you will never meet. That’s probably a good thing.

If the two of you met, if you spoke to each other; what would you think of him? That’s what scares him the most. Sometimes he was left wondering if it’s better the two of you didn’t meet each other. Maybe it would be better if he let you fade from his life, back out of it like you were never there. 

But he can’t let it go. 

Did you ever notice why he love the snow? he always tries to tell you in his own little way. They make him think of you. Soft, Fragile, Beautiful and Pure. Is that truth or his wish? His instinct is that it’s true. But in the same thought he know fate wouldn’t agree. The same thoughts or feeling but with a different approach? 

He want to be there. He will write late into the night because of how much he want. He want to hold your hand. To dry your tears. To take the pain and anger he know you hide. Yet here he sit in the safety of his futon with you taking care of him all the time.

The ache won’t fade.

And he know how much you meant to him but he was too afraid of losing you. He tighten his grip on your hand ❝... (Name), thank you for always being by my side❞

You smiled with kind eyes ❝And thank you for always be the reason behind my happiness❞

The snow were falling so gracefully from the sky, dancing along with the gentle breeze. It's a slow process but just like the snow, it will begin to melt soon, revealing the beginning of spring. The snow represents a young love making it's process to the next level and a flower will blooms, showing the world of its beauty.

Each petals represent something in life and to him, it was how much he want to be with you to the end of the world. The petals represents his feelings for you and he know it wasn't a lie.

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