[FANFIC] SHARE THE AIR
Title: SHARE THE AIR
Disclaimer: We all know Jyanni is possessive with his boys. :DD
Pairing: Yamashita Tomohisa & Akanishi Jin
Rating, Genre: GENERAL; dark
Summary, Notes: Blame encoded_panties and THIS [MY SHARE OF AIR]. Which, you have to read before this. xDD; ♥
encoded_panties: I think. more air-share fics should be written. we'll make an entire cult for air-share and world peace against combustion 8DDD we will rule the world~ you should write too.
Contribute now? xD ♥
I. WINE
He speaks in a low voice. “He has this theory.” His words slur, and it reminds him of something warm and silky, like wine. He blinks, taking a look at his shot glass. It’s a dark and rich red, but Pi doesn’t like that color. Instead, he clenches his eyes tight because he doesn’t want to see it. He thinks it’s a sign.
"…don’t know why.” He opens his eyes widely-he wants more white to appear in them. He thinks if there’s any red, he’ll burn. “I don’t know why, but he’s not here right now.” He looks down, confused, and his companion reminds the other that Jin is in LA right now.
“Oh,” he stares intensely at his shot glass before he loosens up and his shoulders sag. “That makes sense. That’s why he’s not here right now, yeah.”
II. EXCESS
"Maybe I should stop drinking," he whispers to himself. A look of concentration tensed on his face. "Alcohol is flammable, isn't it?" He pushes his shot glass forward, and it spills a bit. He mutters a string of incoherency and pulls out a handkerchief, trying to wipe the excess liquid, soaking it in. And he jerks, startled, as a loud shatter pierces his ears and he clenches his head to stop the echoing. He thinks something combusted.
The drenched handkerchief is hanging from the counter, dripping with resonating droplets to the marble floor.
III. SUFFOCATION
“It’s all this air,” he realizes. “It’s all this oxygen.” And he finds himself breathing and gasping, trying desperately to replace all the oxygen with carbon dioxide. He’s grabbing and squeezing his throat painfully and he’s breathing faster and faster. He doesn’t know what’s happening. He starts feeling lightheaded and he thinks he’s going to combust soon so he tries to breathe faster, but it only gets worse. His chest clenches for air and his throat burns from the alcohol. He knows he shouldn’t have drank, but Jin isn’t here to share his air. He needs to breathe.
All the while, the floor is glistening with a plethora of broken glass and a memorizing red. Pi prefers this image. He thinks that if Jin were here, he’d appreciate it too.
Yeah, I don't know. 8D; ♥ It was my first pin though, so enjoy?
x-posted kattunlove, kattun_fanfics, jent_fanfics, ___pin___
Disclaimer: We all know Jyanni is possessive with his boys. :DD
Pairing: Yamashita Tomohisa & Akanishi Jin
Rating, Genre: GENERAL; dark
Summary, Notes: Blame encoded_panties and THIS [MY SHARE OF AIR]. Which, you have to read before this. xDD; ♥
encoded_panties: I think. more air-share fics should be written. we'll make an entire cult for air-share and world peace against combustion 8DDD we will rule the world~ you should write too.
Contribute now? xD ♥
I. WINE
He speaks in a low voice. “He has this theory.” His words slur, and it reminds him of something warm and silky, like wine. He blinks, taking a look at his shot glass. It’s a dark and rich red, but Pi doesn’t like that color. Instead, he clenches his eyes tight because he doesn’t want to see it. He thinks it’s a sign.
"…don’t know why.” He opens his eyes widely-he wants more white to appear in them. He thinks if there’s any red, he’ll burn. “I don’t know why, but he’s not here right now.” He looks down, confused, and his companion reminds the other that Jin is in LA right now.
“Oh,” he stares intensely at his shot glass before he loosens up and his shoulders sag. “That makes sense. That’s why he’s not here right now, yeah.”
II. EXCESS
"Maybe I should stop drinking," he whispers to himself. A look of concentration tensed on his face. "Alcohol is flammable, isn't it?" He pushes his shot glass forward, and it spills a bit. He mutters a string of incoherency and pulls out a handkerchief, trying to wipe the excess liquid, soaking it in. And he jerks, startled, as a loud shatter pierces his ears and he clenches his head to stop the echoing. He thinks something combusted.
The drenched handkerchief is hanging from the counter, dripping with resonating droplets to the marble floor.
III. SUFFOCATION
“It’s all this air,” he realizes. “It’s all this oxygen.” And he finds himself breathing and gasping, trying desperately to replace all the oxygen with carbon dioxide. He’s grabbing and squeezing his throat painfully and he’s breathing faster and faster. He doesn’t know what’s happening. He starts feeling lightheaded and he thinks he’s going to combust soon so he tries to breathe faster, but it only gets worse. His chest clenches for air and his throat burns from the alcohol. He knows he shouldn’t have drank, but Jin isn’t here to share his air. He needs to breathe.
All the while, the floor is glistening with a plethora of broken glass and a memorizing red. Pi prefers this image. He thinks that if Jin were here, he’d appreciate it too.
Yeah, I don't know. 8D; ♥ It was my first pin though, so enjoy?
x-posted kattunlove, kattun_fanfics, jent_fanfics, ___pin___