{^Kiribaku Oneshots^}

It's getting bad^💙

TW: implied SH

Red. Such an ugly color. He couldn't stand looking at it anymore.

So he leaned over, his freshly dyed red hair dripping with dye, and scrubbed. He scrubbed, and scrubbed, and scrubbed some more. He scrubbed to the point that his head was crying in pain. The endless scrubbing staring to dig through his skin, causing blood to mix itself into the dye. Finally, he stopped scrubbing, and stared into the mirror. It was much more faded. But still red. His eyes carried dark bags of exhaustion under them. He held his hand in front of him, twirling the bright red string around his finger, the string turning to wisps of air before fading back into view.

"... Oh." The now maroon-haired man whispered, looking at his phone. "Four already..?" He smiled weakly, and walked back to the kitchen, grabbing a bag off the counter. He went to the door, leaning down to hook the large dog who had scurried to his side onto it's leash.

He walked past the gates, finding the other quickly. He smiled lightly, and sat down, taking some food from the bag. "Hey Katsu.. I brought some food for you. Uhm. Nothing for myself again... Big lunch. So, I'm not really hungry.. " This was in fact a lie. The man sighed, and rested his hand on the headstone, his teeth bared in a weak attempt not to cry. The tears came falling, alerting the dog who curled up next to him, laying it's head in his lap, and rubbing gently against his arms. He inhaled shakily, looking at the string that seemed to fall from the sky, and whispering out softly, "It's getting bad, Kats. So, so bad."