Drabble: Tacit #1 - Blessing [Donuts, G]
A set of drabbles of why there are things that do not need to be questioned let alone argued about between Doumeki and Watanuki.
- Inspired by some random comments from minor or guest characters
- My first xxxHOLiC fanwork ^__^
- Series: Tacit
Title: Blessing
Summary: There’s a damn good reason why Watanuki’s parents are resting in peace actually. You don’t think the old fortune teller’s answers are everything, do you? This story sets before that.
Pairing: Doumeki x Watanuki
Rating: G, sorry ;_;
I tried writing drabble, I really tried, but it’s hard to write no more 100 words when there’re many things you want to fangirl on. There are also some spoilers but not too blatant, I hope. Beta work done by Janice.
Onto the story...
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“We want to thank you for keeping him well.”
Golden eyes stared.
A whole-hearted acceptance in this ensnarement of a dream -- his dream since he couldn’t feel the aggravating itch on his arm…The first time had been his grandfather’s attempt to play matchmaking…Putting him into this same exact predicament. Nonetheless, the sole reason he neither struggled nor tried devising his way out of the seemingly endless void was the boy standing in front of him. The boy whose eyes possessed the same blue hue behind thin glasses, yet held many different sparks of emotions than the ones he began feeling comfortable with.
“It’s unfortunate we have to journey so very far. Yet, we cannot take him with us.”
He did not bother to ask who, where and why. He didn't care much, and so the relief he felt from those words and the air he dislodged from his lungs confused him. The couple on either side of the boy was smiling gratefully, hands giving the raven lock a soft pat before being placed on the boy’s back, pushing gently towards him.
“Be good with him, ne, Hiro-chan.”
Now, everything wasn't so unfamiliar anymore. Before them, he bowed respectfully. A bow full of sincerity in place of words, as his forehead almost touched his own knees. And, when a much smaller hand found its way to his clasp, he could see the path of his chosen future.
“A parents’ blessing makes the love itself more inescapable than fate.”
Somehow, there was a perk in having your own ancestor look exactly like you. However, Doumeki secretly hoped the old man wouldn’t flirt with anyone in his dead ringer form anytime soon.
.:+:.______________________________________.:+:._____________________________________.:+:.
Author’s Note: I don’t know whether this idea has been written to a fanfic or not. Since I was away from LJ for like about a year. So if it has, sorry, I never mean to rip someone’s idea off. But I really hope all of you enjoy it. Comment and critic are adored ;3
愛 - may
- Inspired by some random comments from minor or guest characters
- My first xxxHOLiC fanwork ^__^
- Series: Tacit
Title: Blessing
Summary: There’s a damn good reason why Watanuki’s parents are resting in peace actually. You don’t think the old fortune teller’s answers are everything, do you? This story sets before that.
Pairing: Doumeki x Watanuki
Rating: G, sorry ;_;
I tried writing drabble, I really tried, but it’s hard to write no more 100 words when there’re many things you want to fangirl on. There are also some spoilers but not too blatant, I hope. Beta work done by Janice.
Onto the story...
.:+:.______________________________________.:+:._____________________________________.:+:.
“We want to thank you for keeping him well.”
Golden eyes stared.
A whole-hearted acceptance in this ensnarement of a dream -- his dream since he couldn’t feel the aggravating itch on his arm…The first time had been his grandfather’s attempt to play matchmaking…Putting him into this same exact predicament. Nonetheless, the sole reason he neither struggled nor tried devising his way out of the seemingly endless void was the boy standing in front of him. The boy whose eyes possessed the same blue hue behind thin glasses, yet held many different sparks of emotions than the ones he began feeling comfortable with.
“It’s unfortunate we have to journey so very far. Yet, we cannot take him with us.”
He did not bother to ask who, where and why. He didn't care much, and so the relief he felt from those words and the air he dislodged from his lungs confused him. The couple on either side of the boy was smiling gratefully, hands giving the raven lock a soft pat before being placed on the boy’s back, pushing gently towards him.
“Be good with him, ne, Hiro-chan.”
Now, everything wasn't so unfamiliar anymore. Before them, he bowed respectfully. A bow full of sincerity in place of words, as his forehead almost touched his own knees. And, when a much smaller hand found its way to his clasp, he could see the path of his chosen future.
“A parents’ blessing makes the love itself more inescapable than fate.”
Somehow, there was a perk in having your own ancestor look exactly like you. However, Doumeki secretly hoped the old man wouldn’t flirt with anyone in his dead ringer form anytime soon.
.:+:.______________________________________.:+:._____________________________________.:+:.
Author’s Note: I don’t know whether this idea has been written to a fanfic or not. Since I was away from LJ for like about a year. So if it has, sorry, I never mean to rip someone’s idea off. But I really hope all of you enjoy it. Comment and critic are adored ;3
愛 - may