Inevitably, we all arrive to the same conclusion, the same sparkling gaseous matter.
we are made of star dust.
Heavenly bodies tumbling down conjoined within the chemical composition.
We find conclusion after searching for reason through a cockeyed labyrinth.
I am disconnected. I am entirely a separate creature than I recognize.
Oikawa stared down. "It's amazing," he said aloud.
Iwaizumi looked over at Oikawa, who was now watching him with cold, beautiful dead eyes. He smiled, reaching for Iwaizumi. His cold fingers brushed against Iwaizumi's arm and he pulled it towards himself, hugging it close to(more) his chest as he looked up to the white heavens above.
"And we'll go there."
Iwaizumi cupped Oikawa's hand with his free one, forcing the brunette to look at him. "When we get there, wait for me. Don't run around, okay?"
"I got it, Iwa-chan."
Iwaizumi grimaced. "Don't call me that, Tooru."
Oikawa smiled pleasantly. "Hajime."
Iwaizumi looked down at the black chasm at the edge of the cliff. "You believe him?" he asked.
"Mr. Refreshing? Of course. Didn't you see him?"
No, Iwaizumi thought. Only Oikawa saw the angel before the truck hit them. He didn't say that, though, and looked back down. "I don't know. I trust you."
Oikawa looked over, squeezing his hand tighter. "We're at the heavens, Hajime. If you trust me, we'll jump together."
Iwaizumi nodded, swallowing the hard lump in his throat. "I love you," he said, desperately. Oikawa reached for him, gripping the back of his head and pressing their foreheads, their noses, their lips together for just a second. "I love you too."
He feels Oikawa step closer to the edge of the living world, pulling him along. "You're always with me," Oikawa murmured. "So let's stay like that."
"I love you, Hajime."
"I love you too, Tooru."
Iwaizumi's foot slid and he gasped, clinging to Oikawa. But Oikawa had begun to slide, too, and the last thing Iwaizumi found himself looking at was Tooru himself, wide-eyed and beautiful as they fell into death.(less)