Tsubasa!FxK drabble I finally wrote this damn thing!
I don't really have a title. But I titled it "He was getting old.doc" so...
He was getting old. Kamui wondered why he hadn’t realized, before. Maybe he’d been living timelessly for so long he forgot without forgetting that time moves on for humans. It was really just a glint in his eyes. A sign of extra maturity that came with the understanding that the body’s systems were slowing down if imperceptibly slow. He could feel it, Kamui knew, because the vampire kept him on the edge. And while Kamui had assumed he just hadn’t been feeling as well when he moved a little slower, he now realized, Fuuma couldn’t move as fast, anymore.
And that scared him.
So the next night they shared, as Fuuma dozed above Kamui, keeping the vampire both warm and safe after a long evening of activity and love, the vampire bared his fangs and prepared himself to turn the too-tired man who so generously offered his neck whenever the whim arose in him. It might be a gift, it might be a curse, but regardless of Fuuma’s wishes, Kamui recognized the fear in his heart and he would make sure he never felt it again.
For eternity.
It just occurred to me, Nokoru did. Damn.