Stuck thoughts

Standing in front of the window of the skyscraper, from which the beautiful night city was visible, Indonesia thought about everything that had happened to him. Indonesia put his hand on the window glass. The past, those moments, those fears flashed before my eyes. Hatred from the first, which turned into tender, almost romantic feelings. But sacrifice didn't allow Indonesia to do as it was intended, and he wanted to help. Tears began to flow from bicolor's eyes, he almost broke into loud crying, but he tried to restrain himself. Light and shadows, in the light were his two best friends: the Philippines and Malaysia, and in the shadow was himself. He could tell his secret, but he kept hiding in the dark until the secret was revealed without his permission. Indonesia slid down and sat on his knees. Damn memories, damn thoughts. In the end red-white couldn't stand the strain in his soul and cried loudly like a child. He didn't expect that even after accepting, he would feel pain. When he heard footsteps, he hurriedly began to wipe away his tears, trying to calm down and pretend to be calm. Malaysia ran into the hall and looked slightly perplexed. "Hey, Indo, what happened?" "Everything's okay, Malay, everything's okay!" Indonesia smiled, looking at himself in the reflection of the window. "Indo, secrets again?" Malaysia crossed his arms." You know, we've had enough of what you've been hiding for those years, but otherwise, it's already in the past." Malaysia started coming closer to his friend. "If everything was fine, you wouldn't be sitting on the floor in front of the window with that face!" "I'm really fine." "Well... seeing you like this makes me worried. Are you sure you're okay?" the boy sat down next to Indonesia. "All right… It just hurts." Indonesia lowered his head. "Hmm? In the soul, right?" "Yes. You know, I don't know how to describe it, but..." as he spoke, Indonesia looked at his hand, which had bluish patterns on it. "remembering what happened, it hurts and shames me." "It's not surprising. Listen, you need to forget about it, live in the present, like, keep writing songs, singing, and pleasing your fans." The older turned to the window. "I don't know. I maybe stop thinking about the past, but not about the fact that I failed to leave the Netherlands here." "Oh. Fell in love with him, right?" Malaysia smiled a little. "Wh... no!" Indonesia blushed. "It's just that he was broken, like me. He lied the same way I did. We were similar. And I wanted him to become a human and stay here forever. I couldn't do it." Indonesia covered his face with his hands on the last words, feeling the tears start coming again. "Heh, Phili and I haven't known him for a long time, so we can't feel your pain completely, but we do. You wanted to help him, but it didn't work out. That's probably how it should have been." Indonesia looked at the city. "Is Phili asleep?" "A long time ago. I woke up by your crying, actually I was sleeping too. Only you've, as far as I can see, been standing here all this time." Indonesia looked away. "Why don't you listen to our songs? With them, you will accept everything." "I tried, but... mgh! Why don't these thoughts go away?" "Because it hasn't been that long, m?" Indonesia changed his position. He bent his knees, pressing them to his chest, and looked down. Malaysia sighed. "Yes, all this stuff has shaken us up, but we need to please ourselves with something. We're Huntrix!" "You're… you're right." "By the way, maybe you really fell in love with the Netherlands?" "Ugh, it's not!" Indonesia covered his reddened face with his hand. "Although we've seen and talked many times, I'm not…" Indonesia abruptly lost the words, and therefore couldn't finish. He began to think. He couldn't figure out if he was in love or not. There seemed to be hints, they didn't even seem to be friends, but partners. Indonesia looked out the window. "I don't know... maybe I really was in love, maybe not." "I think doesn't matter anymore, since he's dead. You'll find a boyfriend yet." the older one looked out the window. "Listen, it's still early!" Indonesia looked at his friend with indignation. "Haha, I'm sorry." Malaysia smiled. «Maybe it's time to forget everything? I'm loved, I'm still a k-pop star, my voice has only gotten better.» The bicolor lowered his crimson eyes. «Really, we should forget. It's not my fault that things went that way. I know what to do!» "You're right, Malay, I have to forget about everything." Indonesia smiled. "Still, I have something to be happy about!" - Yes. And don't forget, we're here. Plus, tomorrow's performance will help you relax. "Wh-... oh, how could I forget!" Indonesia said a little louder, slapping his forehead. "Yes, exactly. So go to sleep, sleepy flies are not needed at the performance." The elder spoke in one breath. "So you're not sleeping yourself." "Because of you, Indo. "Fair enough." Indonesia looked away. "But I don't want to sleep alone. I don't know, that's why I couldn't sleep." "Hmm... let's go to Phili then. I think he won't mind if we went in. - Sure. Malaysia and Indonesia got up from the floor. Indonesia glanced out the window again at the city, which was still shining. After watching for a few seconds, he started walking towards the exit of the hall. There in front of him was the door of the kind and cheerful Philippines' room. Malaysia opened the door, seemingly wanting to scare his friend, but he didn't wake up. Moon boy sighed with annoyance, but then went over to the bed. "Phili!" "Hmm? 5 more minutes..." the named one said without opening his eyes. "No, it's still night. It's just that Indo wants to sleep with you." "What?" the Philippines abruptly jumped out of bed. "He can't sleep alone, so I brought him here." Malaysia smiled. "Why me?" "So I'm staying with you too, why should I leave you two without me?" "Okay." Sunny boy rubbed the bridge of his nose. "Of course you can stay." He smiled and looked at Malaysia. Indonesia went to the bed and, yawning softly, lay down next to sunny. Moonlight walked around the bed and lay down next to Philip. "Good night, Indo." - said the Philippines and Malaysia. "Good night." Indonesia closed his eyes.