Good Intentions [Yami no Matsuei; Tatsumi/Tsuzuki; PG]
Title: Good Intentions
Author: inksheddings
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Word count: 210
Summary: Tsuzuki heals, and Tatsumi wonders if he'll ever do the same.
A/N: Spoilers (do they even count as spoilers this late in the game?) for the events of Volume 8. The prompt: Tatsumi/Tsuzuki: Penance - I have been to places far and deep into my mind only to find comfort in your strangeness.
Good Intentions
Tsuzuki's skin has almost completely regrown. There's a patch on his forehead, near his hairline, that's still slightly mottled and swollen, but it doesn't mar the beauty of his features; or the peacefulness in the set of his mouth in sleep.
Peace...
Tatsumi wonders if he'll truly ever be able to let Tsuzuki go. He thought he could, as he watched Touda's flame do their work, all at Tsuzuki's bidding. He tried. But Hisoka tried harder.
Hisoka knows what he wants and says what he wants and Tatsumi used to be the same or he tried to be the same but when it mattered he had still let Tsuzuki go all those years ago.
Priorities...
But not quite.
Not quite, because Tatsumi has never let his eyes stray for long; he's never stopped hoping to see a light in Tsuzuki's eyes that was more than sugar and caramel-coated. He sees it in Hisoka's eyes sometimes and, when he's too tired not to be honest with himself, he feels it in his own-until Tsuzuki's gaze meets his and it falls away before he gives himself away.
Penance...
Tsuzuki's skin has almost completely regrown. Tatsumi wonders if it'll end up thicker this time, or at least thicker than his own.
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Author: inksheddings
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Word count: 210
Summary: Tsuzuki heals, and Tatsumi wonders if he'll ever do the same.
A/N: Spoilers (do they even count as spoilers this late in the game?) for the events of Volume 8. The prompt: Tatsumi/Tsuzuki: Penance - I have been to places far and deep into my mind only to find comfort in your strangeness.
Good Intentions
Tsuzuki's skin has almost completely regrown. There's a patch on his forehead, near his hairline, that's still slightly mottled and swollen, but it doesn't mar the beauty of his features; or the peacefulness in the set of his mouth in sleep.
Peace...
Tatsumi wonders if he'll truly ever be able to let Tsuzuki go. He thought he could, as he watched Touda's flame do their work, all at Tsuzuki's bidding. He tried. But Hisoka tried harder.
Hisoka knows what he wants and says what he wants and Tatsumi used to be the same or he tried to be the same but when it mattered he had still let Tsuzuki go all those years ago.
Priorities...
But not quite.
Not quite, because Tatsumi has never let his eyes stray for long; he's never stopped hoping to see a light in Tsuzuki's eyes that was more than sugar and caramel-coated. He sees it in Hisoka's eyes sometimes and, when he's too tired not to be honest with himself, he feels it in his own-until Tsuzuki's gaze meets his and it falls away before he gives himself away.
Penance...
Tsuzuki's skin has almost completely regrown. Tatsumi wonders if it'll end up thicker this time, or at least thicker than his own.
END