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Title: Amnesia - Prologue
Author: xquirkydolly
Rating: R
Pairings: Saga x Shou
Genre: ..Drama?
Crossposted
Note: This is my first story & I hope it does not disappoint you too much.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Saga shifted comfortably in the plush sheets of this seemingly familiar bed and clung closer to the unknown source that seemed to radiate warmth. He moved closer and held onto another body, much too casually. In his state of awakening, Saga was slowly regaining his senses. Something tickled his nose and he quickly reacted, waving his hand in front of his face lazily. He yawned, blinking multiple times before noticing unruly blond hair in front of his face.
It took time for his mind to register that it was Shou. And a rather undressed Shou at that. There was no motive for him to bed his bandmate, and his face froze in mild horror. Oh god, when did this happen? Even so, Saga didn't flinch when Shou tossed and turned for a moment, then settling down by wrapping his arms around the blond's torso.
Figuring Shou was still asleep, whose regular breaths reassured Saga's doubts, he carefully slipped out of Shou's grasp. His mind was busy trying to figure out what had happened yesterday night. Although he showed no visible signs of frustration, he was. What could've possessed me to do such a thing? He shook his head, trying to remove the image of what could've possibly happened last night. Yes, he liked Shou, but not in that way. Saga looked at Shou as a good friend, a bandmate, but nothing more.
Saga knew that even if he wouldn't admit it, it was obvious something had happened the previous night. Their clothes were carelessly pooled on the floor and there was just the notion of knowing. As if the fact that waking up next to Shou with them both naked wasn't enough proof.
Saga bent down to seperate his articles of clothing from the vocalist's, who was laying still in his bed. The once familiar surroundings of Shou's room suddenly struck him as foreign and gave him an uncomfortable feeling. He tried his best to stay quiet as he rummaged around the room to retrieve his belongings. Saga quickly zipped up his vest and slipped on his pants, and he gave one last glance at Shou before leaving the room, and exiting the apartment altogether. He wasn't even sure why he was going, but something in his mind told him he had to leave.
Upon hearing the sound of the door closing, Shou's eyes snapped wide open and focused at nothing in particular on his wall. A solemn look was now in place of whatever peace it held before, and a sigh escaped past his lips. "So last night was all a lie..."
Author: xquirkydolly
Rating: R
Pairings: Saga x Shou
Genre: ..Drama?
Crossposted
Note: This is my first story & I hope it does not disappoint you too much.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Saga shifted comfortably in the plush sheets of this seemingly familiar bed and clung closer to the unknown source that seemed to radiate warmth. He moved closer and held onto another body, much too casually. In his state of awakening, Saga was slowly regaining his senses. Something tickled his nose and he quickly reacted, waving his hand in front of his face lazily. He yawned, blinking multiple times before noticing unruly blond hair in front of his face.
It took time for his mind to register that it was Shou. And a rather undressed Shou at that. There was no motive for him to bed his bandmate, and his face froze in mild horror. Oh god, when did this happen? Even so, Saga didn't flinch when Shou tossed and turned for a moment, then settling down by wrapping his arms around the blond's torso.
Figuring Shou was still asleep, whose regular breaths reassured Saga's doubts, he carefully slipped out of Shou's grasp. His mind was busy trying to figure out what had happened yesterday night. Although he showed no visible signs of frustration, he was. What could've possessed me to do such a thing? He shook his head, trying to remove the image of what could've possibly happened last night. Yes, he liked Shou, but not in that way. Saga looked at Shou as a good friend, a bandmate, but nothing more.
Saga knew that even if he wouldn't admit it, it was obvious something had happened the previous night. Their clothes were carelessly pooled on the floor and there was just the notion of knowing. As if the fact that waking up next to Shou with them both naked wasn't enough proof.
Saga bent down to seperate his articles of clothing from the vocalist's, who was laying still in his bed. The once familiar surroundings of Shou's room suddenly struck him as foreign and gave him an uncomfortable feeling. He tried his best to stay quiet as he rummaged around the room to retrieve his belongings. Saga quickly zipped up his vest and slipped on his pants, and he gave one last glance at Shou before leaving the room, and exiting the apartment altogether. He wasn't even sure why he was going, but something in his mind told him he had to leave.
Upon hearing the sound of the door closing, Shou's eyes snapped wide open and focused at nothing in particular on his wall. A solemn look was now in place of whatever peace it held before, and a sigh escaped past his lips. "So last night was all a lie..."