Oct 17, 2010 05:55
He's so small. So small and weak and shivering. He never noticed the COLD before, how freezing the rain that fell was. But he's noticing now and he's got goosebumps all over his skin, teeth chattering because he can't stop it.
He's small and weak. And so very alone as the darkness rises around him.
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Less alone than he thinks, because there's a very warm hand coming toward him.
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"...My coat doesn't fit anymore."
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It's.
He just.
Doesn't know what to think.
He crouches down beside Demyx, and runs a hand through that ridiculous blond hair.
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The fresh, young heart calls to the heartless, through the rain of the empty world.
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