[Backstory Ficlet] iii. unspoken
Note: Brief warning -- thoughts about dying/death.
iii. unspoken
There are some things Yuuta preferred not to ask. Particularly their accident, because nothing made Haku clam up faster than that topic. But dreams were another matter. For one, Yuuta knew with a bone-chilling certainty that Haku wasn’t alone in the dark that day. On some nights, he dreamt of crushed steel cages and snow-white fur, matted and stained in dark red. The scent of blood and death and horror hung thick in the air. He was going to die. The knowledge was like ice in his veins, absolute and chilled. But he didn’t want to die, not here, not like this. Alone, trapped, ignoble, wasteful... He wanted to live. That thought screamed voiceless through both of their minds and dreams, a soundless shriek that overpowered all other thoughts. And as their thoughts merged in dizzying chaos, Yuuta woke up.
In the pre-dawn hours, Yuuta lay on his bed and shivered, listening to the heartbeat of another in the room pretending to be asleep but was anything but. Remembering that other heartbeat joined to his own never failed to instill warm comfort through him like a spill of sunshine dispelling the mist.
Sometimes, Yuuta wondered if Haku found the same comfort during those moments.
iii. unspoken
There are some things Yuuta preferred not to ask. Particularly their accident, because nothing made Haku clam up faster than that topic. But dreams were another matter. For one, Yuuta knew with a bone-chilling certainty that Haku wasn’t alone in the dark that day. On some nights, he dreamt of crushed steel cages and snow-white fur, matted and stained in dark red. The scent of blood and death and horror hung thick in the air. He was going to die. The knowledge was like ice in his veins, absolute and chilled. But he didn’t want to die, not here, not like this. Alone, trapped, ignoble, wasteful... He wanted to live. That thought screamed voiceless through both of their minds and dreams, a soundless shriek that overpowered all other thoughts. And as their thoughts merged in dizzying chaos, Yuuta woke up.
In the pre-dawn hours, Yuuta lay on his bed and shivered, listening to the heartbeat of another in the room pretending to be asleep but was anything but. Remembering that other heartbeat joined to his own never failed to instill warm comfort through him like a spill of sunshine dispelling the mist.
Sometimes, Yuuta wondered if Haku found the same comfort during those moments.