Fic: One Pound Gospel: Why
Title: Love
Pairing: Kosaku/Sister Angela
Rating: G
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Author's Note: Written for my dear friend
xaoitsuki . Spoilers up to episode 6.
Summary: Why do I love him?
Why.
That’s the question that I keep being asked.
Why do I love him?
It’s a simple yet complex answer. I love because he is him. Yet he is complex, more so then at first glance.
I love him because he peruses. His dreams, his goals, he desires- he chases them with endless determination. There is no shame, because to him there is no shame in chasing your dream.
He does. Simply does what he feels instinctively. Sometimes for his good, sometimes for detriment. Even when he does in selfishness it someone ends up finding himself helping others. There is no shame, because there is no shame in doing to help someone else.
I love him because I have seen his love change. Growing from a selfish wanting to wanting to fulfill my dreams. Not that love of a little boy, but the love of a man for a woman.
I love him because he makes me feel like an individual. Not another face in the convent, another nun on the street. I am his Sister. The sole object of his affection. Sin or not I love feeling like an individual.
He wants to give me a home. Give me a family, a real one. Give me a birthday. He wants to give me normalcy I have secretly craved for all my life. One man wants to make my dreams come true.
That’s why I love him, even if it might be wrong. But they say God uses everyday things to show us His love, maybe this man is the person to finally show that love. A love I have never understood, never felt close to. Maybe it’s a not a choice between two lives, but simply two paths to walk to the same place. Maybe this path is the path that will bring my closet to God simply because for the first time I can understand what love is.
Maybe that is the real reason I love him.
Pairing: Kosaku/Sister Angela
Rating: G
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Author's Note: Written for my dear friend
xaoitsuki . Spoilers up to episode 6.
Summary: Why do I love him?
Why.
That’s the question that I keep being asked.
Why do I love him?
It’s a simple yet complex answer. I love because he is him. Yet he is complex, more so then at first glance.
I love him because he peruses. His dreams, his goals, he desires- he chases them with endless determination. There is no shame, because to him there is no shame in chasing your dream.
He does. Simply does what he feels instinctively. Sometimes for his good, sometimes for detriment. Even when he does in selfishness it someone ends up finding himself helping others. There is no shame, because there is no shame in doing to help someone else.
I love him because I have seen his love change. Growing from a selfish wanting to wanting to fulfill my dreams. Not that love of a little boy, but the love of a man for a woman.
I love him because he makes me feel like an individual. Not another face in the convent, another nun on the street. I am his Sister. The sole object of his affection. Sin or not I love feeling like an individual.
He wants to give me a home. Give me a family, a real one. Give me a birthday. He wants to give me normalcy I have secretly craved for all my life. One man wants to make my dreams come true.
That’s why I love him, even if it might be wrong. But they say God uses everyday things to show us His love, maybe this man is the person to finally show that love. A love I have never understood, never felt close to. Maybe it’s a not a choice between two lives, but simply two paths to walk to the same place. Maybe this path is the path that will bring my closet to God simply because for the first time I can understand what love is.
Maybe that is the real reason I love him.