Drabble: Between the Dark and Dark (YnM, Hisoka/Tsuzuki)
AN: Written for veleda_k. Part of the Winter Collection.
Between the Dark and Dark
Strings of murders draw them north where snow lies on the ground like a white shroud, reflecting moonlight during long desperate nights.
There's a streak of blood on Tsuzuki's face. Hisoka itches to wipe it away, but he's been carrying corpses too. His hands are just as bloodstained.
Somewhere the police are knocking on a mother's door. In faraway cities there are white lights and warm rooms and the constant motion of fragile, fleeting lives. Somewhere, beyond the curve of the earth, it's morning.
Tsuzuki rubs his face, exhausted, adding new smears of blood.
Hisoka watches, unable to reach out.
Between the Dark and Dark
Strings of murders draw them north where snow lies on the ground like a white shroud, reflecting moonlight during long desperate nights.
There's a streak of blood on Tsuzuki's face. Hisoka itches to wipe it away, but he's been carrying corpses too. His hands are just as bloodstained.
Somewhere the police are knocking on a mother's door. In faraway cities there are white lights and warm rooms and the constant motion of fragile, fleeting lives. Somewhere, beyond the curve of the earth, it's morning.
Tsuzuki rubs his face, exhausted, adding new smears of blood.
Hisoka watches, unable to reach out.