His head was buzzing with the events that occured today, how amazing it was to see Mac, it was only a chance encounter, Sai never went to the café in question for 2 years until today, and he was glad he did. He flicked the radio on, and some familiar melody began to play, he stuck the key in for ignition, belted up and began to drive home.
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Sai settled into the drivers seat of his car and smiled, this was good, everything had gone without a hitch. [ Text to Mac: Great! I hope they all like me! How did your day go? Hope you’re feeling better soon! He was about to text a reply before his phone beeped again, then he smiled, maybe he’d be feeling better soon and the other guys wondering made him feel great. When Sai’s phone beeped the first time, his face turned into a look of sadness and worry, he supposed that the day had been hard on the other guy, after all he’d met Sai for the first time in ages, that was bound to put a bit of a twist into anybody’s day. If he could, he broke down even more, sobbing his eyes out. There stood Mac, shirt untucked and glasses on the the end of his nose, in Sai’s blurred vision, an angel, somebody who cared. Sai walked towards the door, and with a slight hesitation, pulled the handle on the door and swung it back.
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Who stole his jewellery? Who knew what was important and what wasn’t? When he heard a knock on the door he jumped a little, he set his glass down on the side and hesitated for a moment, what if Mac didn’t want to know? Another knock at the door caught his attention back, it was now or never. His heart thudded twenty to the dozen when he heard a car pull up, oh shit, Mac was actually here? Oh God! Sai stopped pacing, he ran a hand through his hair and let his tears escape with a little welp.
Sai was pacing back and forth panicking, maybe he should have called his dad, the police he didn’t know what to do, would Mac even come? Did he even think he had the right? Why did he ring Mac in the first place? Just because he’d met him today? Did he just feel sorry for Sai? It was at that moment, as he ran his hand through his hair, that he realised that not only was his hair a royal mess, but his shirt was un-tucked, the collar buttons undone and his glasses rested precariously on the tip of his nose. Noting the flat number in his mind, he quickly made his way up to the apartment and knocked rapidly on the door. When he parked below what seemed to be an apartment complex, he quickly checked all the letterboxes, for Sai’s name. “Why would Sai call me?” He could’ve called his father - wouldn’t that be the first and initial reaction?
But the question that had been foremost on his mind still preyed on.
“Anyone crying is just depressing,” he whispered out loud. It wasn’t just Sai, though - he tried to reassure himself.
Sai’s sobbing was still haunting his mind. The traffic was really getting to Mac this time, and he slammed his fist against the steering wheel, out of frustration.
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But he focused, he only had to wait for Mac to turn up, that wouldn’t be so bad. He walked out of his bedroom, down the corridor and into the kitchen and shakily got himself out a glass and put some water in it, something to clear his head a little, he wouldn’t sit down in fear of not standing again, but because of the situation he felt like he could barely stand. He couldn’t call Mike, things would just get more out of hand, and now he could only wait for Mac and hope he got there soon. Sai’s lip was quivering he didn’t know what to do in the meantime, he was in his home all by himself, crying his eyes out, this was a typical reaction of Sai, if things like family were involved he would get severely upset.
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