Fanfiction - Bitter is the taste of betrayal
Title: Bitter is the taste of betrayal.
Author: crazy_otaku911
Pairing: Inoo Kei X Takaki Yuya
Rating: PG-13
Summary: The taste Inoo left in his mouth was acrid, just like the smoke in the air.
Disclaimer: This work is purely fiction.
Warnings: Death.
A/N: Beta'd by hotfruits ♥
Sat down to write some sort of PWP... this came out. Uhm. Don't ask, I don't know.
Takaki's fingers were trembling as they smoothed down the front of Inoo's jacket. “Kei, we don't have time for this.” His voice was high pitched and afraid.
Inoo grimaced in annoyance, pressing a little closer. “We don't have much time in general,” he reminded the other boy, nipping at his lips. “You might as well die with something to remember me by.”
Takaki closed his eyes, feeling a small tear slip down his cheek as he let Inoo savagely kiss him.
These were really going to be his last moments?
“Don't... don't cry,” Inoo murmured against his neck, teeth scraping over skin. “I'm sorry,” the man whispered, fingers curling into Takaki's hips. “I'm sorry.”
It didn't make much difference, Takaki told himself some time later, bitter and broken, watching Inoo walking away from him. There was one last glance back and Takaki felt another sob escape as he saw Inoo smirking.
I should have hated you, he repeated to himself. I should have taken you down with me.
But in the end, Inoo was right. When the explosions started, Takaki curled up into a ball, chained and trapped, and thought about how Inoo felt against him.
He didn't even remember the bomb going off in the basement of his imprisonment.
He didn't know that it was Inoo's finger on the detonator.
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A/N: ... I don't even know how many times I've killed Takaki, but this one kinda freaked me out. x: Written because I personally think Inoo's a lot more evil than people give him credit for.
Author: crazy_otaku911
Pairing: Inoo Kei X Takaki Yuya
Rating: PG-13
Summary: The taste Inoo left in his mouth was acrid, just like the smoke in the air.
Disclaimer: This work is purely fiction.
Warnings: Death.
A/N: Beta'd by hotfruits ♥
Sat down to write some sort of PWP... this came out. Uhm. Don't ask, I don't know.
Takaki's fingers were trembling as they smoothed down the front of Inoo's jacket. “Kei, we don't have time for this.” His voice was high pitched and afraid.
Inoo grimaced in annoyance, pressing a little closer. “We don't have much time in general,” he reminded the other boy, nipping at his lips. “You might as well die with something to remember me by.”
Takaki closed his eyes, feeling a small tear slip down his cheek as he let Inoo savagely kiss him.
These were really going to be his last moments?
“Don't... don't cry,” Inoo murmured against his neck, teeth scraping over skin. “I'm sorry,” the man whispered, fingers curling into Takaki's hips. “I'm sorry.”
It didn't make much difference, Takaki told himself some time later, bitter and broken, watching Inoo walking away from him. There was one last glance back and Takaki felt another sob escape as he saw Inoo smirking.
I should have hated you, he repeated to himself. I should have taken you down with me.
But in the end, Inoo was right. When the explosions started, Takaki curled up into a ball, chained and trapped, and thought about how Inoo felt against him.
He didn't even remember the bomb going off in the basement of his imprisonment.
He didn't know that it was Inoo's finger on the detonator.
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A/N: ... I don't even know how many times I've killed Takaki, but this one kinda freaked me out. x: Written because I personally think Inoo's a lot more evil than people give him credit for.