vitriols | idk this is for u mac

It wasn’t odd for E to think about his parents. Where were they, what were they doing, and most importantly, who were they? Were they even alive?

Sometimes, he’d think back to the few memories he had of them. Enough time had passed that he could no longer remember the sound of their voices or even their faces. Only their presence remained but that was enough proof for E.

So when Shou asked him about his parents, there was no way that he could answer.

“Were you adopted then?” Shou asked. When E shook his head, he added, “You can’t just forget your parents. Unless you were some test tube baby and you don’t have any parents.”

Annoyed, E shook his head and turned away from him. How could he describe his parents when he couldn’t even remember their faces?

With a small smile, Shou waved his hand, dismissing the subject, “Whatever, E. But if you want people to feel really bad for you, say that you’re adopted.” He winked, not caring whether or not E was paying attention to him, “no one can mess with a sick and adopted kid.”

Despite himself, E smiled momentarily at the comment, before it disappeared as quickly as it came. He hoped Shou hadn’t seen; he didn’t need some cheeky comment about that either.

But of course, he had noticed. Rolling his eyes, he walked back to his backpack, unzipping it. “Also,” he pulled out a, somewhat damaged, bouquet of carnations, “Fai wanted me to give you this.” Putting them in an empty vase next to E’s bed, he sat down next to him.

With slightly widened eyes, E stared at the flowers in silence, ignoring Shou’s comment, or whatever he had said.

“Hey,” Shou waved a hand in front of the other’s face, snapping him back to reality, “I know they’re ugly, but that’s no reason to stare at them.”

E shook his head, a smug, but small smirk on his face, “No, it’s just something I remember from my parents.”

“Oh?”

He nodded, “they said that, once I was out of the hospital, they’d take me to see those flowers.” E paused for a moment and continued, “They said that there was a park somewhere that was full of them.”

The room was silent as Shou stared at E with a blank face. Part of him wanted to make a witty comment, but nothing came out. After minutes, he finally spoke up, “Well then,” he began slowly, “when you’re out of the hospital, I’ll take you to see them.”

“What?”

Shou nodded, shrugging his shoulders. “It’s not that long of a trip, you know…” he said, “but you have to get out of this place first.”

E was confused, to say the least. He wondered if Shou had forgotten about his dwindling life span or if he was doing that to make him feel better. Part of him wanted to say no, but he couldn’t bring himself to.

“Sure” he said, nodding. “I’ll do my best.”