(open) none of this shit's certain, none of it's certain

[invinciblemikey]

WHO: a younger manjiro sano and you, homie

WHERE: mirth & the harbors & the barrens

WHEN: december first till the end of the year.

WHAT: amusement park joy, eating his weight in sugar in a cafe, trying to move of the abandoned houses, and notice board thingies.

WARNINGS: i'll warn in the top-level. considering the canon, suicide, murder, violence, dissociation, mental health issues, death, drugs, yakuza, etc, all possible themes.

that who had once been a nearly-thirty-year-old, a yakuza president with white hair, thinner than he should be for his shorter stature, and large dark circles under his eyes along with a knack for partying... has turned into a blonde fifteen-year-old, leader of the tokyo manji biker gang. the emptiness in his eyes remains, although he laughs, smiles, runs and finds joy even if the same darkness that turned him miserable in the future still lives in his heart. he remembers, and he doesn't. come meet him for the first time, or all over again.

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[invinciblemikey]

(a chill runs down his spine. something's wrong, and he can't quite understand what is it with the way mitsuya is looking at him. like he's seen a ghost, someone he shouldn't have seen. it has not yet clicked where they are, so thus far, all this whole thing does is make mikey sit up, frowning as he looks down at the boy under him.

what is that expression...)

... Do you have another blond president who kisses you on sight, motherfucker?

(perhaps not the latter, but mikey doesn't know that bit.)