Boboiboy POV
Just seeing Tok Aba in his coffin makes me want to rip my heart out.
Why can't he just stay with us a little longer?
I sat on our couch, a ton of people visited Tok Aba's wake.
Me and Fang stayed together the whole time, because I love him too much to leave him behind.
Fang would check up on me every once in a while because he knew I had the tendency to cry every minute.
This is what I love about Fang, he cares about his friends and loved ones more than himself.
"Boboiboy?" He whispered.
"Fang? What is it?" I asked.
"You okay there?" He said.
"Totally." I answered.
"If you're feeling bad, just tell me, okay?" He stated in concern.
His voice gives me hope, I don't know what to do without him.
For the past days since Tok Aba's death, I became a tad bit suicidal but whenever I come in contact with a knife, Fang would keep a sharp eye on me.
Sometimes I just wanna stab myself in the heart just to see Tok Aba in heaven or do any other suicidal acts just to see Tok Aba but I never knew I cared this much for grandad until now.
Fang poked me and I jolted back to reality, "Hey, Boboiboy? Are you okay? You look really focused."
"Oh, I-I'm okay. I was just getting really deep thoughts. That's all." I responded, barely even audible.
"Huh, what's that?" He answered, leaning in to hear me better.
"Oh, no. It's nothing. You don't have to worry at all." I smiled.
"Well, I'm going to get a glass of water. Don't you do anything stupid, okay?" He asked, standing from his seat.
I nodded as he walked away.
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FanfictionFollow Boboiboy and Fang as they journey through ups and downs in this cringy and weird story I have for you. #Rewritten #Finished #Fangboy