MorbusParkinson

Something became different. Something became different about HIM. Musashi didn’t bookmark the morning when he noticed something changing. The only thing counting for him was this sort of strange behavior. Hiruma had never been a lazy person (obviously). So this seemed absolutely unreal, to watch him sleeping silently beside him, not even waking up by the yelling alarm clock. With deep grumbling Musashi bent over and switched it off. Hiruma didn’t move a single bit. Not even his eyelids twitched. He just lay there, looking as if he’d dream of something really nice. Well, probably in this case nice didn’t mean something