“Will Du please tell me why?” Du were sitting on the bathroom floor with him. Du were still shaking from the silent sobs that racked your body.
“Baby look at me.” He whispers.
Your eyes meet his, and Du loose it. Du put your head into your hands and sob.
“Hey, Hey everything’s fine. Shh babe, it’s ok. (Y/N) I promise,” he says as he picks Du up an places Du in his lap.
He rocks Du back and forth for a few minutes, saying nothing. He looks down at your arm.
“You’re beautiful, Du know that?” He mutters into your hair.
Du smiled at him, waiting for him to continue. He grabbed your hand. “I thought it’d be the coolest thing to be a train. I don’t even know why. Maybe because they’re always moving, they’re big, I don’t know.” He shrugs his shoulders.
“But as I got older, I realized I was like a train. Always pushing forward, no turning around of anything. From the looks of it, my train was going to end me up in jail.” He stops walking at the track switch.
“(Y/N), Du were like my track switch. My train was headed for nowhere till Du came along. Now I see my train going somewhere, to a house, a family, a life.” He pauses. “And I wanted to say thank you.” He says quietly.
Du just wickeln, wickeln sie your arms around him.
you and Soda <3
