Milky Blue Sky // Isshi/Akiya // G
Title: Milky Blue Sky (1/?)
Author: ~Pon lostdesign/inoritsuzuketa
Rating: G
Band: Kagrra,
Pairing: Isshi/Akiya
Disclaimer: Akiya is my plushie and I take him to bed with me every night while Isshi is the dream inside his head. Don't own nothin'.
Summary: Moments of a relationship, beginning, past and future.
Comments: I had thought of putting these out as one whole story, but it seems better for me to post these little bits at a time. It makes it less confusing I think.
Akiya groped around for a hold on something solid, wrapping his fist tightly in some close fitting fabric; the black of his own shadow he had been staring into as the evening set before this twilight, had somehow collapsed on top of him. Momentarily he was afraid of even opening his eyes, just in case he found he had been swallowed into some gaping void in the inbetweens. Not that he put much faith into those things, but he didn’t want to risk the chance of them perhaps crawling out of their nooks and crannies and biting him fair where it really hurt to prove their existence.
Rough fingers brushed reckless bangs out from his face, tapped his nose and shook his shoulder. “Akkiiieeeeeee…” the creature crooned, settling mannish hands at his sides and hauling him up before he could even get a word in.
“You need to watch where you’re going,” they said of each other, eyes locked before one left, beckoning with a smile.
Akiya held himself stock still, mouth shaped into a subtle ‘o’, finding he couldn’t breathe, wanting to stumble again and to be rescued and to hold on this time because it hit him so hard. That one thing, as stupid as it was.
“Wait up!” he yelled, giving Isshi a smile before racing to catch up to his side, panting as he caught the firm hand and held onto it as he learnt how to breathe again.
Author: ~Pon lostdesign/inoritsuzuketa
Rating: G
Band: Kagrra,
Pairing: Isshi/Akiya
Disclaimer: Akiya is my plushie and I take him to bed with me every night while Isshi is the dream inside his head. Don't own nothin'.
Summary: Moments of a relationship, beginning, past and future.
Comments: I had thought of putting these out as one whole story, but it seems better for me to post these little bits at a time. It makes it less confusing I think.
Akiya groped around for a hold on something solid, wrapping his fist tightly in some close fitting fabric; the black of his own shadow he had been staring into as the evening set before this twilight, had somehow collapsed on top of him. Momentarily he was afraid of even opening his eyes, just in case he found he had been swallowed into some gaping void in the inbetweens. Not that he put much faith into those things, but he didn’t want to risk the chance of them perhaps crawling out of their nooks and crannies and biting him fair where it really hurt to prove their existence.
Rough fingers brushed reckless bangs out from his face, tapped his nose and shook his shoulder. “Akkiiieeeeeee…” the creature crooned, settling mannish hands at his sides and hauling him up before he could even get a word in.
“You need to watch where you’re going,” they said of each other, eyes locked before one left, beckoning with a smile.
Akiya held himself stock still, mouth shaped into a subtle ‘o’, finding he couldn’t breathe, wanting to stumble again and to be rescued and to hold on this time because it hit him so hard. That one thing, as stupid as it was.
“Wait up!” he yelled, giving Isshi a smile before racing to catch up to his side, panting as he caught the firm hand and held onto it as he learnt how to breathe again.