From the End, Rui/Tomo, 1/1
Title: From the End
Author: pandwra21
Chapter: Drabble
Word Count: 222
Genre: Angst, Drama
Pairing: Rui/Tomo (one-sided)
Rating: PG
Warning: None
Synopsis: "There were so many things he wanted to say..."
Disclaimer: I'm broke and don't own anyone, just this story.
"If all this means nothing, then why did you invite me into your bed? Why did you allow me to touch you in places I only imagined? If there is no emotional involvement in all this, then why is it so hard for me to get over you? Can you honestly tell me that you feel nothing?" the vocalist inquired, throwing one question after another at the man on the other end of the phone line.
"Yes, I can."
Those three words were as cold as stone, and suddenly there was a heavy weight growing in the pit of the Tomo's stomach. It was like his feelings didn't matter, and all the things that they had discussed (and done) had no meaning at all.
Silence overtook them. Neither one saying a word only built up the tension even more, and at this point Tomo couldn't take it. His grip on his jean clad knee only grew tighter.
There were so many things he wanted to say, mostly out of anger, but all he managed to muster was, "Okay."
He could hear the sound of spoken words coming from the receiver, but he had already pulled it away from his ear. There was nothing more that could be said that he wanted to hear. The more he heard, the more he hated himself for falling so hard, so fast.
Click.
Author: pandwra21
Chapter: Drabble
Word Count: 222
Genre: Angst, Drama
Pairing: Rui/Tomo (one-sided)
Rating: PG
Warning: None
Synopsis: "There were so many things he wanted to say..."
Disclaimer: I'm broke and don't own anyone, just this story.
"If all this means nothing, then why did you invite me into your bed? Why did you allow me to touch you in places I only imagined? If there is no emotional involvement in all this, then why is it so hard for me to get over you? Can you honestly tell me that you feel nothing?" the vocalist inquired, throwing one question after another at the man on the other end of the phone line.
"Yes, I can."
Those three words were as cold as stone, and suddenly there was a heavy weight growing in the pit of the Tomo's stomach. It was like his feelings didn't matter, and all the things that they had discussed (and done) had no meaning at all.
Silence overtook them. Neither one saying a word only built up the tension even more, and at this point Tomo couldn't take it. His grip on his jean clad knee only grew tighter.
There were so many things he wanted to say, mostly out of anger, but all he managed to muster was, "Okay."
He could hear the sound of spoken words coming from the receiver, but he had already pulled it away from his ear. There was nothing more that could be said that he wanted to hear. The more he heard, the more he hated himself for falling so hard, so fast.
Click.