Chapter 13. Rest

Mk and Red son walked beside each other in the drizzling rain. Each raindrop sizzled upon impact on Red son's hair considering it was basically fire. Mk almost skipped joyfully.

Mk talked about many things. Things that fascinated Red son. Things that made him jealous. He wished to live his life. He wished to live his life with a smile and countless friends just as he did.

The drizzle slowly became a downpour and they began to run. As they ran, Mk couldn't help but laugh. He laughed like a child despite the situation Red was in. His laugh calmed him.

They ran playfully through the storm until finally arriving at Mk's small apartment above Pigsy's.

"Wow, you live here too? I mean, rather convenient that you just have to walk downstairs to work but still."

Mk laughs once more as they entered.

"Ill get you something to drink. You can hang up your jacket and get comfortable!" Mk yells running into the kitchen.

Red scanned the apartment. It wasn't clean, nor was it messy. It was small, yet well sized. He liked it. It was warm and didn't smell of smoke and metal unlike his home. He sat on his bed and admired the softness of it. Red sons bed was basically a mat coated with a thin blanket yet he thought he was privileged for having a bed like that, Mk always acted like his life was normal but it was so interesting and so amazing to Red son. How he could live as if nothing mattered and enjoy it. 

Red was soon knocked out of thought when Mk comes out with 2 mugs of hot chocolate stuffed with marshmallows. Red son stared confused.

"Oh come on. You've never had hot chocolate?" Mk gasped. Red shook his head. Mk nudged him to try it and he did.

The second it touched his tastebuds, he went to flavor heaven. It was warm. So warm. The sweetness of it was enjoyable and unlike anything he had ever tasted before. Beyond words.

After 1 sip, he looked at Mk who laughed. Red son chugged it down at superhuman speed. Mk continues to laugh before glancing at the watch on his wrist.

"It's already almost 4. We better get to bed." He sighed. Red nodded and got off of the bed.

"Hey. What are you doing?" Mk asked confused.

"I was preparing to sleep on the floor.."

Mk laughs once again. "No, you idiot! My beds massive! You can sleep on it!"

Red son blushed from embarrassment once again. How was he supposed to know that?

Mk climbed under the covers as Red son followed awkwardly. They both lay in silence.

"You know, I never expected this would happen." Mk breaks the silence.

Red turns over to face him as he stared at his ceiling.

"Who would've thought I'd end up sleeping in the same bed as my enemy?" He laughs slightly.

"I'm grateful for this. I'm happy we became friends." Mk turned toward him with a smile.

Red didn't know how to react. He simply stared at his smile in silence. He turned back over wanting to end that stare.

He felt bad for not knowing how to react to Mks happiness.

There was another long silence.

Mk wanted to ask why Red couldn't sleep at his own home again but he couldn't bring himself to do it. He stared at him despite him being turned in the opposite direction and eventually tried to close his eyes.

"I'm sorry." Red son mumbled.

Mks eyes opened once more.

"For what?"

"I feel like I'm a nuisance to you. You're living such a perfect life and I'm in the way yet you still help me."

"You aren't a nuisance!" Mk replies immediately.

"Why are you helping me anyways? I'm not a very good person."

Mk sighed. "I said it before. I trust you, okay? I think you're changing. I think you're starting to be a great person. You smiled once. I saw it!"

Red chocked back tears. He felt like his want for friendship was becoming too real.

"Thank you.." he mumbled. Mk smiled once again before hugging him from behind.

"Don't ever think that way about yourself. You aren't a nuisance. You're strong, Red son." Mk repeated.

Red was shocked, not knowing how to react again. This was new. He was being praised.

A teardrop fell from Mk's eyes but he tried to ignore it. He worried for him so much but couldn't let it show. He finally released the hug and sighed deeply facing the opposite direction, trying not to cry.

Red so covered his mouth with his hands while trying not to shake. The awful feeling came back once again and he tried to catch his breath, begging not to cry.

Somehow, after both trying their hardest not to cry, they both fell asleep.