{ unfold your wings and take off into the sky }

Jan 13, 2009 23:39

Who: Kunsel Reinhardt (iluphone) and Zack Fair (neverwinged)
When: ...uh. Some time after Zack wakes up.
Location: Sion's house.
Rating: PG-13 for language.
Summary: All Kunsel has ever wanted is for Zack to be okay. Why the hell is that so much to ask?

before you're burned, become the sun. )

kunsel reinhardt, zack fair

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iluphone January 14 2009, 08:41:38 UTC
"Wouldn't do a thing to hurt you, babe," Kunsel murmured, very carefully encircling Zack's waist with one arm even as he kept his hand clasped over Zack's own. He motioned for Zack to lean his head on his shoulder, trying to offer as much body heat as he could with what little contact he could make with Zack without hurting him. T ache in his heart was slowly becoming a constant throb that felt as real and physical as the Geostigma hidden by the fabric of his shirt. It wasn't just any monster that had done this to Zack. By now Kunsel was sure of it. Whatever had done this had done so much more than hurt Zack in body. The wounds Zack had sustained, even the broken bones, with time it would all steadily heal until Zack was good as new.

But whatever had happened to Zack's heart, to his soul, to make Zack act wounded in spirit the way he did-- Those wounds were never certain. Their depth was never apparent. The time it would take to heal couldn't be estimated. Whether or not they could be healed could never be said with certainty. Kunsel had seen enough of it in ShinRa in his time, seen people go on missions they didn't come back from when they came back.

The thought made it a little hard for Kunsel to breathe. He could feel his chest constrict, feel his throat go tight and dry. No. No. Not Zack. He wouldn't let that happen to Zack, no matter what it took. He had waited too long to get Zack back. He couldn't lose him now. God, he thought to himself as he felt his eyes sting a little as they watered. Sion was right about Kunsel and his girl tears. But Kunsel didn't even care. He could be strong about a thousand things, but he knew he'd never survive losing Zack again.

"...hey, Zack?" he ventured, shutting his eyes as he spoke, cheek leaned against the top of Zack's head. "You... You know you're still hot stuff to me, right?"

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