[trc - kamui+subaru] unreadable (1/1)
Haha this is totally becoming a series. Next up, Fuuma/Subaru or Seishirou/Kamui!
Unreadable
By: White Rain
Disclaimer: I do not own Tsubasa
Genre: Blood sucking angst
Characters/Pairing: can be read as Kamui/Subaru, but it's really mild and can totally be read as platonic.
Word Count: 191
Rating: PG-13 and possible mild incestuous undertones if one wishes to read it that way.
Summary: Kamui makes sure Subaru eats.
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"Now that we're safe for now," Kamui said, checking to see if the door was locked to for the tenth time, to Subaru's secret amusement, before walking back over to the bed Subaru was lying on and sitting down next to him, "I'm going to get you something to eat."
"I'm not hungry," Subaru said automatically.
"You haven't eaten in three years," Kamui said, a mixture of both relief and frustration lacing his tone.
While Subaru tried to find a way to answer that without lying, Kamui crawled on top of him. Subaru watched, eyes widening slightly, as Kamui pulled up his sleeve and dug one of his claws into his palm. Blood gushed out of his hand at an alarming rate, but Kamui was unconcerned, his focus completely on prodding Subaru's mouth open.
"You shouldn't do that," Subaru said, pulling Kamui's hand down from his mouth and expertly ripping off a bit of his cloak in order to wrap it around his brothers' damaged hand with practiced ease.
"I'm not going to let you do more harm to yourself," Kamui said and watched as Subaru bandaged his wrist with an unreadable look on his face.
Unreadable
By: White Rain
Disclaimer: I do not own Tsubasa
Genre: Blood sucking angst
Characters/Pairing: can be read as Kamui/Subaru, but it's really mild and can totally be read as platonic.
Word Count: 191
Rating: PG-13 and possible mild incestuous undertones if one wishes to read it that way.
Summary: Kamui makes sure Subaru eats.
-
"Now that we're safe for now," Kamui said, checking to see if the door was locked to for the tenth time, to Subaru's secret amusement, before walking back over to the bed Subaru was lying on and sitting down next to him, "I'm going to get you something to eat."
"I'm not hungry," Subaru said automatically.
"You haven't eaten in three years," Kamui said, a mixture of both relief and frustration lacing his tone.
While Subaru tried to find a way to answer that without lying, Kamui crawled on top of him. Subaru watched, eyes widening slightly, as Kamui pulled up his sleeve and dug one of his claws into his palm. Blood gushed out of his hand at an alarming rate, but Kamui was unconcerned, his focus completely on prodding Subaru's mouth open.
"You shouldn't do that," Subaru said, pulling Kamui's hand down from his mouth and expertly ripping off a bit of his cloak in order to wrap it around his brothers' damaged hand with practiced ease.
"I'm not going to let you do more harm to yourself," Kamui said and watched as Subaru bandaged his wrist with an unreadable look on his face.