i broke all our belongings (слэш)

"In a different dimension where Akihiko is less a fucking coward and has more of a spine about him, he would probably step over the shards and ignore the prickling of pain on the bottom of his feet and take Ugetsu, the breathtaking chaos that he is, in his arms, kiss his head, his scornful lips.
In this dimension, Akihiko keeps his distance, Ugetsu on the other side of the room, shards and spilled coffee between them."
 
Three mugs are broken. Three movements of their concerto.