Fic
This is my first posting of a fic here. Wow. This kept me up late. It isn't really long, or well written, but I had to get it out.
Title: Always There
Rating: PG
Pairing: Iterpret however you'd like.
Summary: A late night call...
A/N: I guess there's not much I can really say except that I dedicate this to rainy_labyrinth, who will understand when she reads it.
Always There
It was sometime after 11:30 when Tero’s phone rang. He hadn’t been sleeping, but he had been lying in bed, and he really didn’t feel like talking to anyone at the moment.
“Hello?” he answered testily. On the other end was silence.
“…hello?” Still no words, but the drummer thought he heard something like a soft inhalation. He sucked in a breath of his own and felt his heart speed up a bit.
“Jui?” he took a shot.
“…yeah.” The vocalist’s voice came over the phone, tired and sad. Tero could always tell this way when Jui was depressed. The blonde would call him, and they would just sit there in silence. Tero knew the singer wanted to hear another voice besides his own, but the drummer couldn’t bring himself to speak. He wasn’t sure anything he would say could make it better.
“What’s wrong?” That always got the conversation going.
“…it’s over.”
Tero had to keep from dropping the phone. He had no idea what that meant, but he sure as hell didn’t like the sound of it. “What? What happened?”
Jui sighed. “Tonight was the last live with Kisaki Project.”
“Tonight? I thought you were releasing something new in February.”
“…we are. But that will be it.”
“I’m sorry.” That’s all the redhead could say. The real reason Jui was upset over this was clear to him. It wasn’t that the vocalist was simply sad that the band was splitting up, he felt as if Kisaki was abandoning him. One of Jui’s main problems was just that. He was convinced everyone would eventually leave him. He didn’t think anybody cared. Tero had tried to explain to the younger man that he was wrong several times, but the message never seemed to get through.
“He’ll still be at Under Code, won’t he? He’s not actually going anywhere.” The drummer wanted to hit himself. That wasn’t comforting. It sounded like he was telling Jui to just get over it. And that was one thing that should not be done when he was emotionally insecure.
“I know, but…”
“You thought maybe he’d want to continue it? You thought it was different with you?”
“I did. I know it was stupid to think I mattered to him.”
Tero fought to keep the sigh from passing his lips. There he went again. “…Jui…he does care, I just don’t think he ever intended for it to be a permanent thing. Kisaki has mood swings and changes things suddenly, you know that. I doubt he even realizes he’s hurt you. He didn’t do it on purpose.”
“I don’t understand why everyone wants to just leave me all alone.”
“Oh, stop it. You know damn well that’s not true.” The red haired man knew he was starting to lose his cool. Jui aggravated him with this constant pessimism. “How long has it been since we first met? And have I gone anywhere?”
The other side went quiet. It seemed the vocalist was at a loss for words.
“I mean, think about it. Who’s the first person you call when you’re having a problem you can’t deal with on your own? Do I ever tell you I’m too busy? Or that I don’t want to hear about it? No. I always make time to listen to you, because I care, damn it! I know how you get and I’m always gonna be here to make sure you don’t do anything stupid!”
Tero stopped, his breathing shaky. He felt better now that he’d finally gotten that out. That satisfaction, however, lasted only a moment. The drummer heard another barely audible sound.
There it went…again.
Jui was crying.
And he knew exactly what was coming next, too.
“I’m…I’m sorry. I’ve upset you. I didn’t mean to, I swear! I don’t mean to make you worry, and I don’t mean to scare you…I know I should just suck it up and move on, but sometimes I just need to talk to somebody…I know I call too much, and I know I’m clingy, I know I’m afraid of being left behind and of being alone and I know that bothers you. It’s not your issue and you shouldn’t have to deal with it…I should just go now…”
The whole thing was sputtered out of the blonde’s mouth through sobs and Tero felt close to crying himself. He just couldn’t seem to find a way to make the idiot understand…
“Jui, listen to me! I don’t care how clingy you are, and I don’t care how much you fucking call! I know what you’re afraid of and it’s not going to happen with me! It may not be my problem, but that doesn’t mean I don’t care!! But I don’t know what else I can say anymore! I don’t know how I can get it through your thick, thick head that I am not going to leave you!!”
More silence.
“I…I…I don’t know what to say.”
“Just believe me.”
“I’ve been so stupid…I was so worried about being abandoned that I didn’t even realize that I had one person who’d always been there…I always assumed no one cared when I had someone who cared all that much more…I’m such an idiot…can you ever forgive me?”
Tero was so happy, he once again felt as if he might cry. It had taken this long but it was definitely worth it.
“It’s already done. There’s nothing to forgive. It doesn’t matter how many times you need me, I’ll be here. Just remember that even when it feels like you’re completely alone and that you don’t mean anything to anyone, you still have me. I’m going to be that one person who will always be there for you, no matter what happens.”
“…thank you.” It was a whisper, and all Jui could say.
And with tears finally rolling down his face, all Tero could bring himself to do was smile.
Title: Always There
Rating: PG
Pairing: Iterpret however you'd like.
Summary: A late night call...
A/N: I guess there's not much I can really say except that I dedicate this to rainy_labyrinth, who will understand when she reads it.
Always There
It was sometime after 11:30 when Tero’s phone rang. He hadn’t been sleeping, but he had been lying in bed, and he really didn’t feel like talking to anyone at the moment.
“Hello?” he answered testily. On the other end was silence.
“…hello?” Still no words, but the drummer thought he heard something like a soft inhalation. He sucked in a breath of his own and felt his heart speed up a bit.
“Jui?” he took a shot.
“…yeah.” The vocalist’s voice came over the phone, tired and sad. Tero could always tell this way when Jui was depressed. The blonde would call him, and they would just sit there in silence. Tero knew the singer wanted to hear another voice besides his own, but the drummer couldn’t bring himself to speak. He wasn’t sure anything he would say could make it better.
“What’s wrong?” That always got the conversation going.
“…it’s over.”
Tero had to keep from dropping the phone. He had no idea what that meant, but he sure as hell didn’t like the sound of it. “What? What happened?”
Jui sighed. “Tonight was the last live with Kisaki Project.”
“Tonight? I thought you were releasing something new in February.”
“…we are. But that will be it.”
“I’m sorry.” That’s all the redhead could say. The real reason Jui was upset over this was clear to him. It wasn’t that the vocalist was simply sad that the band was splitting up, he felt as if Kisaki was abandoning him. One of Jui’s main problems was just that. He was convinced everyone would eventually leave him. He didn’t think anybody cared. Tero had tried to explain to the younger man that he was wrong several times, but the message never seemed to get through.
“He’ll still be at Under Code, won’t he? He’s not actually going anywhere.” The drummer wanted to hit himself. That wasn’t comforting. It sounded like he was telling Jui to just get over it. And that was one thing that should not be done when he was emotionally insecure.
“I know, but…”
“You thought maybe he’d want to continue it? You thought it was different with you?”
“I did. I know it was stupid to think I mattered to him.”
Tero fought to keep the sigh from passing his lips. There he went again. “…Jui…he does care, I just don’t think he ever intended for it to be a permanent thing. Kisaki has mood swings and changes things suddenly, you know that. I doubt he even realizes he’s hurt you. He didn’t do it on purpose.”
“I don’t understand why everyone wants to just leave me all alone.”
“Oh, stop it. You know damn well that’s not true.” The red haired man knew he was starting to lose his cool. Jui aggravated him with this constant pessimism. “How long has it been since we first met? And have I gone anywhere?”
The other side went quiet. It seemed the vocalist was at a loss for words.
“I mean, think about it. Who’s the first person you call when you’re having a problem you can’t deal with on your own? Do I ever tell you I’m too busy? Or that I don’t want to hear about it? No. I always make time to listen to you, because I care, damn it! I know how you get and I’m always gonna be here to make sure you don’t do anything stupid!”
Tero stopped, his breathing shaky. He felt better now that he’d finally gotten that out. That satisfaction, however, lasted only a moment. The drummer heard another barely audible sound.
There it went…again.
Jui was crying.
And he knew exactly what was coming next, too.
“I’m…I’m sorry. I’ve upset you. I didn’t mean to, I swear! I don’t mean to make you worry, and I don’t mean to scare you…I know I should just suck it up and move on, but sometimes I just need to talk to somebody…I know I call too much, and I know I’m clingy, I know I’m afraid of being left behind and of being alone and I know that bothers you. It’s not your issue and you shouldn’t have to deal with it…I should just go now…”
The whole thing was sputtered out of the blonde’s mouth through sobs and Tero felt close to crying himself. He just couldn’t seem to find a way to make the idiot understand…
“Jui, listen to me! I don’t care how clingy you are, and I don’t care how much you fucking call! I know what you’re afraid of and it’s not going to happen with me! It may not be my problem, but that doesn’t mean I don’t care!! But I don’t know what else I can say anymore! I don’t know how I can get it through your thick, thick head that I am not going to leave you!!”
More silence.
“I…I…I don’t know what to say.”
“Just believe me.”
“I’ve been so stupid…I was so worried about being abandoned that I didn’t even realize that I had one person who’d always been there…I always assumed no one cared when I had someone who cared all that much more…I’m such an idiot…can you ever forgive me?”
Tero was so happy, he once again felt as if he might cry. It had taken this long but it was definitely worth it.
“It’s already done. There’s nothing to forgive. It doesn’t matter how many times you need me, I’ll be here. Just remember that even when it feels like you’re completely alone and that you don’t mean anything to anyone, you still have me. I’m going to be that one person who will always be there for you, no matter what happens.”
“…thank you.” It was a whisper, and all Jui could say.
And with tears finally rolling down his face, all Tero could bring himself to do was smile.