[Yoite is sitting at the kitchen table finishing off the last of the cake despite the fact that his eyes are drooping dangerously lower from exhaustion with each bite. And its only when he head droops forward and hits the table before he can catch it that he notices the screen of his hitomi blinking. Rubbing at his little forehead he tugs the device to him.
Gau-san....
Immediately he tenses. The dreams Gau has been haven't been pleasant. And this one is almost misleading with the way it starts with the tie and the sheets. So simple. So misleadingly like the old Gau. Like when he dreamed of cleaning and lemon scented soap. Not..
...not the red eyes that follow.
oh gods no . This was going to be a nightmare too
( ... )
[By the time Yoite can gather himself up off the floor, to rub violently at the tears still left on his cheeks, he feels almost numb. Numb with only one incentive and goal: Gau. Get to Gau. Do something. FIX something.
He barrels out of the kitchen, past the living room, and begins his ascent up the stairs. He stumbles, slipping with his little socks on the wood and smacking agains the steps, but he doesn't even seem to notice as he is instantly up again and running to the room.
No break in pace, no word spoken as he crashes into the room and little throws himself onto Gau.]
[There are no words for the moment, none at all. Gau can't think of anything at all to say to Yoite, because there are too many things, far too many...
I'm sorry.
It was just a dream.
You shouldn't have had to see that.
I'm so so sorry.
He can't say any of it, because it doesn't matter, because it's too late and Yoite already had to deal with it, and his friend has been crying too, and...
And Yoite is here, in his arms, the small weight resting atop him, the familiar/unfamiliar body pressed against his.
He does the only think he can think of.
He kisses Yoite, hard, reminding himself and the other boy both that they're there now. That nothing else matters.
[Yoite is surprised by the kiss at first, having expected words, always expecting words from Gau. So he couldn't help himself from automatically pulling back just a little to try and see Gau's face. But almost instantly he regrets breaking the kiss. The way Gau's cheeks are red like his own and the way he is holding him securely.... the way he needs to know that Gau is there and more than that needs to prove to Gau that he is there with him.
Rubbing a little at Gau's cheeks with his gloved hands he bends and kisses back just as hard.]
[There's something wrong about the smaller body against his own, something that makes Gau feel a little immoral, because in all honesty, Yoite has been innocent all along, despite the fact that his body used to be taller than Gau's.
But this smaller, younger-looking Yoite is still his Yoite. And he can't stop himself from holding on, from kissing him, from sliding fingers underneath his shirt to reach skin.
He flips them, without warning, pushes Yoite onto his back and covers his body with his own, one hand sliding down to capture a smaller one in his own. ]
Stay with me. Don't leave me.
[The words come out whispered against Yoite's lips, softly, pleadingly.]
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Gau-san....
Immediately he tenses. The dreams Gau has been haven't been pleasant. And this one is almost misleading with the way it starts with the tie and the sheets. So simple. So misleadingly like the old Gau. Like when he dreamed of cleaning and lemon scented soap. Not..
...not the red eyes that follow.
oh gods no . This was going to be a nightmare too ( ... )
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He barrels out of the kitchen, past the living room, and begins his ascent up the stairs. He stumbles, slipping with his little socks on the wood and smacking agains the steps, but he doesn't even seem to notice as he is instantly up again and running to the room.
No break in pace, no word spoken as he crashes into the room and little throws himself onto Gau.]
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I'm sorry.
It was just a dream.
You shouldn't have had to see that.
I'm so so sorry.
He can't say any of it, because it doesn't matter, because it's too late and Yoite already had to deal with it, and his friend has been crying too, and...
And Yoite is here, in his arms, the small weight resting atop him, the familiar/unfamiliar body pressed against his.
He does the only think he can think of.
He kisses Yoite, hard, reminding himself and the other boy both that they're there now. That nothing else matters.
Yoite's lips taste like cake.]
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Rubbing a little at Gau's cheeks with his gloved hands he bends and kisses back just as hard.]
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But this smaller, younger-looking Yoite is still his Yoite. And he can't stop himself from holding on, from kissing him, from sliding fingers underneath his shirt to reach skin.
He flips them, without warning, pushes Yoite onto his back and covers his body with his own, one hand sliding down to capture a smaller one in his own. ]
Stay with me. Don't leave me.
[The words come out whispered against Yoite's lips, softly, pleadingly.]
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