Uruha x Aoi - You're no Angel - Drabble
You're no angel
Uruha x Aoi ; angst ; drabble
"It doesn't fit you."
Uruha looked up from the wine glass he was currently fixated at.
"Excuse me?"
Smirking, Aoi slowly reaches for Uruha's hand across the table, their palms hot against each other. Calloused fingers glided along and between the bones of his hands, mischievously marking a territory in those spaces.
Uruha meant to speak but Aoi's words defeated him in a heartbeat.
"You're no angel."
And a feather graces the ground along with a tear that stains his cheeks.
Note:
Along with a draft of a Ruka-fic, I found this small writing. I think I got the idea from that picture of Uruha in a live with feathers costumes (DNA Angel lol).
Uruha x Aoi ; angst ; drabble
"It doesn't fit you."
Uruha looked up from the wine glass he was currently fixated at.
"Excuse me?"
Smirking, Aoi slowly reaches for Uruha's hand across the table, their palms hot against each other. Calloused fingers glided along and between the bones of his hands, mischievously marking a territory in those spaces.
Uruha meant to speak but Aoi's words defeated him in a heartbeat.
"You're no angel."
And a feather graces the ground along with a tear that stains his cheeks.
Note:
Along with a draft of a Ruka-fic, I found this small writing. I think I got the idea from that picture of Uruha in a live with feathers costumes (DNA Angel lol).