the whipcream parlor

im gonna break that 3 sentence rule woops

Kon stared at him from across the room, and he couldn’t help feeling angry. He wasn’t sure who he was angry at, it really wasn’t Tim’s fualt, and he knew that, so maybe he was angry at himself for letting it happen. He hadn’t moved between Tim and the steel girder in time, and now Tim was sitting up in a medical bed giving him a blank stare.

“You really… don’t know who I am..?” Kon eventually asked, even though he was terrified of the answer. Tim blinked filmy grey eyes at him.

“Should I?” he whispered between chapped lips. Something dark and black moved in Kon’s stomach and he felt sick. The room felt too wide and everything, his whole world, suddenly felt empty and burnt.