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Title: Thank you
Character/s: Zoro, Sanji
Song: Never Gonna Be Alone
Artist: Nickelback
(Words:) 729 words
Rating: T
Warnings: Well, since slowsunrise said she needed fluff but I couldn't come up with anything for the pic she had chosen, I decided to go for this instead. It's the continuation of my earlier Fallen Angel-fic and maybe not fluff, but the best I could produce ^^'
Disclaimers: I do not own anything except the idea of the the setting. Song, music, characters, all belong to their respective owners.
It hurt. It still hurt so much when he breathed, when he moved his limbs and closed his eyes. Yet something were different, something inside of him had changed. The hole in his chest, where it felt like Ace had torn his heart out, were not empty anymore. And it wasn't the countless tears he had cried who had filled it again. It were something else...
He forced his legs to move, to go over the edge of the bed he had been lying on since his angel had left him, so many days, weeks, months ago. Pathetic... The word of self-hatred comes easy to mind, the first one he had thought since he fell down into this whole of self-pity. Through it all, he never thought of himself as 'pathetic', it hadn't been his fault that he had broken down. It were Ace's fault, for tricking him and making him believe that what they had were special.
The memories once again started haunting his mind, before he once again heard what had given him strength to stand up.
Nickelback. Never Gonna Be Alone. One of his favorite songs, one he had sang to oh so many beautiful women though his years as a ladies' man. But he had never heard it like this, low and with a heart ache he couldn't fathom. How could that shitty marimo sing like this?
His hoarse voice traveled through the apartment and- Wat, he were in Zoro's apartment. Why weren't he in his own...? Because he would have killed himself. The realization struck him hard and he had to take support from the wall, but he knew it was true, he would have ended his own life if he had been left without care. But why had the marimo of all people taken him in? Why had he rocked him all those nights and days, forced him to eat and overall taken care of him? They had been the worst of rivals, nothing more than insults and attacks to spare each other.
And now, as long as I can, I'm holding on with both hands,
'Cause forever I believe that there's nothing I could need but you,
So if I haven't yet, I've gotta let you know...
The answer lied in the song, Sanji realized. In how much emotion the green haired man could lay in the words, how it seemed like he forced the words over his own lips and it still sounded oh so true. Maybe, the one who loved him, the one who could fill the hole in his chest, weren't eons of time and space away but only a few meters before him in the living room.
Almost tripping over his own feet, he forced his body into moving. He weren't dead yet, no matter how close it had been, he were still alive. All thanks to this person. All thanks to someone who didn't let go of him, didn't give up the hope no matter how much like an empty shell he had became over time.
Since he could still remember, Usopp, Nami, Franky, they had been coming in the beginning. But after some visits to him who didn't respond to anyone, not even his Mellorine, they had given up. But not Zoro. Not Zoro...
You've gotta live every single day,
Like it's the only one, what if tomorrow never comes?
Don't let it slip aw-
"Sanji!" His voice is strained, eyes wide with shock as his hands reached out and captured the man who all but fall against him, his body weak due to lack of nutrient. The blonde's voice is quivering, but he still sings, still forced the words over his lips just like the other had.
Could be our only one, you know it's only just begun.
Every single day,
Maybe our only one, what if tomorrow never comes?
Tomorrow never comes...
The tears welled up again, wetting a dark blue t-shirt once again and once again strong arms wrapped themselves around his shivering shoulders. But what were new, were the head which lied down against his shoulder, the ragged breath and shivers which traveled through Zoro too. When the verse ended, Sanji had his own arms around the green haired man's neck, choking on his own words as he felt tears wetting his own shirt.
"I'm sorry for the wait... Thank you... Zoro."
Character/s: Zoro, Sanji
Song: Never Gonna Be Alone
Artist: Nickelback
(Words:) 729 words
Rating: T
Warnings: Well, since slowsunrise said she needed fluff but I couldn't come up with anything for the pic she had chosen, I decided to go for this instead. It's the continuation of my earlier Fallen Angel-fic and maybe not fluff, but the best I could produce ^^'
Disclaimers: I do not own anything except the idea of the the setting. Song, music, characters, all belong to their respective owners.
Click to viewIt hurt. It still hurt so much when he breathed, when he moved his limbs and closed his eyes. Yet something were different, something inside of him had changed. The hole in his chest, where it felt like Ace had torn his heart out, were not empty anymore. And it wasn't the countless tears he had cried who had filled it again. It were something else...
He forced his legs to move, to go over the edge of the bed he had been lying on since his angel had left him, so many days, weeks, months ago. Pathetic... The word of self-hatred comes easy to mind, the first one he had thought since he fell down into this whole of self-pity. Through it all, he never thought of himself as 'pathetic', it hadn't been his fault that he had broken down. It were Ace's fault, for tricking him and making him believe that what they had were special.
The memories once again started haunting his mind, before he once again heard what had given him strength to stand up.
Nickelback. Never Gonna Be Alone. One of his favorite songs, one he had sang to oh so many beautiful women though his years as a ladies' man. But he had never heard it like this, low and with a heart ache he couldn't fathom. How could that shitty marimo sing like this?
His hoarse voice traveled through the apartment and- Wat, he were in Zoro's apartment. Why weren't he in his own...? Because he would have killed himself. The realization struck him hard and he had to take support from the wall, but he knew it was true, he would have ended his own life if he had been left without care. But why had the marimo of all people taken him in? Why had he rocked him all those nights and days, forced him to eat and overall taken care of him? They had been the worst of rivals, nothing more than insults and attacks to spare each other.
And now, as long as I can, I'm holding on with both hands,
'Cause forever I believe that there's nothing I could need but you,
So if I haven't yet, I've gotta let you know...
The answer lied in the song, Sanji realized. In how much emotion the green haired man could lay in the words, how it seemed like he forced the words over his own lips and it still sounded oh so true. Maybe, the one who loved him, the one who could fill the hole in his chest, weren't eons of time and space away but only a few meters before him in the living room.
Almost tripping over his own feet, he forced his body into moving. He weren't dead yet, no matter how close it had been, he were still alive. All thanks to this person. All thanks to someone who didn't let go of him, didn't give up the hope no matter how much like an empty shell he had became over time.
Since he could still remember, Usopp, Nami, Franky, they had been coming in the beginning. But after some visits to him who didn't respond to anyone, not even his Mellorine, they had given up. But not Zoro. Not Zoro...
You've gotta live every single day,
Like it's the only one, what if tomorrow never comes?
Don't let it slip aw-
"Sanji!" His voice is strained, eyes wide with shock as his hands reached out and captured the man who all but fall against him, his body weak due to lack of nutrient. The blonde's voice is quivering, but he still sings, still forced the words over his lips just like the other had.
Could be our only one, you know it's only just begun.
Every single day,
Maybe our only one, what if tomorrow never comes?
Tomorrow never comes...
The tears welled up again, wetting a dark blue t-shirt once again and once again strong arms wrapped themselves around his shivering shoulders. But what were new, were the head which lied down against his shoulder, the ragged breath and shivers which traveled through Zoro too. When the verse ended, Sanji had his own arms around the green haired man's neck, choking on his own words as he felt tears wetting his own shirt.
"I'm sorry for the wait... Thank you... Zoro."