incest/suburbia || decent aphro

Dec 16, 2010 12:22

She was whimpering. Crying, actually. Quietly, but trails of tears ran down her face before collecting under her chin and dripping into the pink, girlish nighty and the floral comforter she clutched to her chest. Honestly, by the time a girl was fifteen, you would think she wouldn't be scared of storms anymore. But the wrapping branches against her ( Read more... )

series: deadman wonderland

Leave a comment

brothercumface December 18 2010, 05:56:48 UTC
She was the epitome of teary eyed, and blinked rapidly to clear the little beads of salty moisture from her eyes. When that didn't seem to work all that well, the brunette pulled up the hem of her nightshirt - the pink, fuzzy, floral pair with matching shorts - and wiped at the corners of her eyes and cheeks. She was already being quite the baby by asking to sleep in her big sister's bed, but she couldn't help that, really; crying could be stopped. Perhaps it would help.

But just because Minatsuki was intent on stopping her tears, she spared no time tip toeing into the bedroom - being sure to avoid all the floorboards that squeaked so as to not disturb her sister further. Her feet were bare, and cold by the time she slipped under the think blanket; she had one just like this, although the comforter was a different color and seemed so much less comforting than her big sis'. Maybe it was because this blanket smelled like Ami.

"I - I'm...s - sc..." Minatsuki stammered, scooting closer to the other figure and curling up against her side. "I'm...scared, Ami. I h - hate thunder storms."

Reply

mizunosenshi December 18 2010, 20:11:15 UTC
Ami's heart sank at the sight of her sister standing there so helpless looking. She so often checked the forecast for stormy evenings, knowing the younger girl often woke and scrambled into their mothers room when the thunder got too loud, but with her working so much it often fell to Ami to be the one who protected her from the mean storm outside. This weather was completely out of the blue, meant to be a cloudy but calm night.

She didn't give it too much thought, as it was storming and there was nothing she could do to change it. Ami held the covers open for Minatsuki to slide in and wrapped a protective arm around her when she was close. A smile spread across her lips when she kissed the top of the girl's head, and gently ran her fingers through her hair.

"I know. I didn't know we'd have one tonight, or I would have invited you to stay with me earlier," she whispered, pulling back so that Minatsuki could see her smile. "I'll look after you. You're safe here with me."

Reply

brothercumface December 21 2010, 05:57:55 UTC
Minatsuki made a point to stick her head under her sisters chin, much like she had done when they were younger - physically immature. Back when this sort of reaction to thunder and lightning was acceptable and understandable, and back before their parents kicked Minatsuki out of their bed and called her childish. Needless to say, that had not sat well with the little brunette, and she could only say she was pleased that her big sister still took pity on her enough to coddle her.

Those big brown eyes squeezed closed, determined to block out the sound and light from outside the house. Their bodies were rather close, and Minatsuki could hear Ami's heartbeat, which was at least a little comforting. But at her sisters words, she shook her head.

"I - I'm sorry, A - Ami. I'm a - acting like a total baby... It's pathetic, isn't it."

Reply

mizunosenshi December 22 2010, 08:24:59 UTC
Ami would never kick Minatsuki out of her bed, no matter how illogical her fears were or what silly things she might do or say when there. She was her younger sister, and it was her place to take care of her. That was how she saw it anyway. She kept her hand moving through Minatsuki's hair, letting the dark locks slide through her fingers with a gentle tug now and then.

Pulling the covers over them both after a particularly bright flash of lightning, Ami began to hum a lullaby to mask the rumble of the thunder that followed. From the time between the two, it seemed as if the storm was slowly moving away at last.

"It's not pathetic. Never think of yourself like that," she replied immediately, resting her forehead against her sister's own. "Maybe if I teach you how storms work, they won't seem as scary. Would you like that?"

Reply


Leave a comment

Up