[Fanfic] [Bittersweet] [Jimmy/Brain, Brian/Jimmy] [1/1] [PG-13]
Title: Bittersweet
Chapters: 1/1
Author: Madientsukimaru
Disclaimer: Oh yea, I own them, just like I own the Taj Mahal. Note the sarcasm there.
Genre: Romance, tragedy
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Character death, angst
Pairing: Jimmy/Brian, Brian/Jimmy
Summary: He never feared death like most people did in fact, he embraced it, longed for it even but, as he saw those drying tears on Brain's face, he found that life might not be so bad.
Note: Short, I know. I wrote it in like, ten minutes. R.I.P Rev...
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Death.
People feared it, feared it so much that they fought tooth and nail just to live that extra second longer. But, death was nothing scary to him. For the longest time, death was a release, a way to get away from the hell that came with living. After all, death had to be better than this shell of a life he was living.
And so, he did everything he could to help bring death closer to himself. He drank until the blurry face in the mirror wasn't his face, but the face of a stranger. He shot up on heroin and multiple times he came so close to over dosing but, there was always something, someone stopping him from taking that final drink, that bit more of heroin. That someone was his best friend, the one person he would live for if the person simply asked.
If Brain asked him to jump off a building dressed in nothing but a skimpy french maid outfit, he would do it because Brian was always there. He was there when he was vomiting up the alcohol in his system. He was there, cradling his sluggish body as he came down form the high. Brian never gave up on him and, it was on the rare occasion that he was up before brain that he decided to just stop. Stop the drinking, stop the drug usage, just stop trying to die because it was as Brian lay next to him, face peaceful as he slept, that he saw the tears.
When he came to that decision, life turned out to be pretty good and he didn't know how he lived it so blindly before because life, it was beautiful. Seeing the sun rise and turn the sky into a soft pink and blue and gentle gold, watching the leaves dance and wither in the air and on the branches, but the most beautiful thing was Brian. Seeing him come undone and lost in bliss because of his was the best drug, the most beautiful thing he ever laid eyes on.
Life was good and he knew now why people fought so hard to stay alive even if it was that stupid little second. They wanted to spend as much time with the one the loved as possible and now, that was all Jimmy wanted. He wanted to spend as much time with Brian as possible. He wasted enough time as it was anyway.
All good things must come to an end though. Jimmy, he was just going to catch a few hours of sleep before he attempted to finish that half formed song that rested on the desk really, that was all he wanted. He was just tired because him, all of them really were working so hard on the new songs for the album and all day he was just feeling drain. As he laid down in his for once empty bed and closed his eyes, Jimmy knew he wasn't going to be waking up.
Chapters: 1/1
Author: Madientsukimaru
Disclaimer: Oh yea, I own them, just like I own the Taj Mahal. Note the sarcasm there.
Genre: Romance, tragedy
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Character death, angst
Pairing: Jimmy/Brian, Brian/Jimmy
Summary: He never feared death like most people did in fact, he embraced it, longed for it even but, as he saw those drying tears on Brain's face, he found that life might not be so bad.
Note: Short, I know. I wrote it in like, ten minutes. R.I.P Rev...
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Death.
People feared it, feared it so much that they fought tooth and nail just to live that extra second longer. But, death was nothing scary to him. For the longest time, death was a release, a way to get away from the hell that came with living. After all, death had to be better than this shell of a life he was living.
And so, he did everything he could to help bring death closer to himself. He drank until the blurry face in the mirror wasn't his face, but the face of a stranger. He shot up on heroin and multiple times he came so close to over dosing but, there was always something, someone stopping him from taking that final drink, that bit more of heroin. That someone was his best friend, the one person he would live for if the person simply asked.
If Brain asked him to jump off a building dressed in nothing but a skimpy french maid outfit, he would do it because Brian was always there. He was there when he was vomiting up the alcohol in his system. He was there, cradling his sluggish body as he came down form the high. Brian never gave up on him and, it was on the rare occasion that he was up before brain that he decided to just stop. Stop the drinking, stop the drug usage, just stop trying to die because it was as Brian lay next to him, face peaceful as he slept, that he saw the tears.
When he came to that decision, life turned out to be pretty good and he didn't know how he lived it so blindly before because life, it was beautiful. Seeing the sun rise and turn the sky into a soft pink and blue and gentle gold, watching the leaves dance and wither in the air and on the branches, but the most beautiful thing was Brian. Seeing him come undone and lost in bliss because of his was the best drug, the most beautiful thing he ever laid eyes on.
Life was good and he knew now why people fought so hard to stay alive even if it was that stupid little second. They wanted to spend as much time with the one the loved as possible and now, that was all Jimmy wanted. He wanted to spend as much time with Brian as possible. He wasted enough time as it was anyway.
All good things must come to an end though. Jimmy, he was just going to catch a few hours of sleep before he attempted to finish that half formed song that rested on the desk really, that was all he wanted. He was just tired because him, all of them really were working so hard on the new songs for the album and all day he was just feeling drain. As he laid down in his for once empty bed and closed his eyes, Jimmy knew he wasn't going to be waking up.