Ever since that day, Onyx and Leon's meetings had become lesser and lesser.
The day after Christmas Eve, Leon found Onyx already perched on one of the playground's swings, waiting for him to arrive.
"I have something to tell you," the dark-haired male answered Leon with a shrug when the redhead asked why he was so early, the sun hadn't even set on the horizon yet.
And then he dropped the heavy news before Leon had the chance to ask.
"We can't meet anymore, or at least that's what I should say, but we can settle for meeting once every week, maybe even less."
Leon somehow knew it was coming, it was even a surprise that the dark-haired youth was able to meet up with him right after their encounter with his abusive father. But if Onyx felt the need to distance himself, then it might be da
