The blonde man stared at Felix's grave, which had been visited by three people since 2003.
Steven gripped the umbrella that shielded him from the rain as he looked at the one name that pierced his heart only to read, "Frank Felix August 1, 1980 - August 14, 2003, beloved son and brother"
There was something the words missed, husband.
He should have been Steven's husband. He should have been alive and showering the shorter male in affection and shielding him from the storm.
It was any other hot summer night. Steven had gotten a call from his lover who happened to be late for movie night.
Steven was cuddled up in his sweatshirt he stole from Felix with leggings and was looking for a movie to watch.
"Why are you so fucking late?" The blonde man grumbled.
"Sorry dear... The shop was super busy tonight, I'm about to take a quick shower and head ov-"
The sweet sound of Felix's voice was cut off by a crash even Steven could hear.
"What was that? I'm going to check out what that was, I swear to god if Mikey is trying to sneak in another cat to raise I'm going to murder him." Steven hummed, referring to last week when his younger brother took a stray tabby cat into his shop and wanted to keep it as a pet since their grandpa wouldn't allow it.
"Don't be took harsh on him." Felix said in a deadpan tone of voice as he flipped the channels.
He made the male laugh, "I won't. Love ya, see you in a few minutes!"
"Love you too." and like that those were the last words Steven ever said to Felix and he wouldn't have known until the next morning.
Steven had called Felix multiple times and every missed call made him angrier. First he stood Steven up, now he was ignoring him.
Steven rubbed his temples and sighed. He took the remote to his tv into his slender hands and leaned onto the back of his couch as he turned on the news.
There and right there he saw Felix's picture on the tv. "23 year old male died to the man's of a 13 year old in a home invasion."
After that sentence Steven's ears went numb. Was it true? Did he really die?
Tears fell down the feminine boy's face as he remembered the memories, he had so much he wanted to tell Felix, how much he loved him, how much he missed his touch. How he hasn't been able to date anyone else for the past 5 years.
Why did Felix have to die on him? Steven stared at the ground as he screamed out in pain. He couldn't handle the change.
He couldn't believe 5 years later he was a soldier of his lover's little brother. Then it hit Steven, Felix was dead. He wasn't there anymore. He was a ex lover.
Those thoughts brought the infamous White Leopard to his knees as scream in pain. He hunched over as mud met his forehead. "FELIX" He screamed.
Tears flooded down his cheeks and fell onto the muddy ground. He pounded onto the ground and continued to cry, "Why!? Why did you have to investigate!? Why couldn’t you just come over?!" Steven screamed in pain.
He continued to scream at the ground and grave until his voice gave out and he couldn't cry anymore. "W-Why? Y-You k-know I-I pray harder for you to come..." Steven croaked out.
