| and She Said ( @ 2006-06-02 23:34:00 |
Title: Sway
Category: fan fiction, one-shot
Genre: drabble
Rating: G
Date: June 2, 2006
Written for
50stories
Theme: #40 - sickness
Pairing: hyde and tetsu
Disclaimer: I do not own/am not affiliated with L’Arc~en~Ciel, Sony Ki/oon, Danger Crue, etc. This is a work of complete fiction. It’s for fun; I’m not going to make any money off of this. However, this particular story is my own writing, so please do not claim it as yours or repost it without permission.
Comments: I don't really like drabble, but we all have to write one at some point.
POV: First person (tetsu)
Word Count: 140
“Dance with me…”
The soft whine in his voice was gently insistent—a request, not a demand, and unspoken volumes showed I’d never say no.
“Can you stand?” As he struggled to sit up, I had my answer before it was given.
“If you help me…”
I picked him up gently, holding his too-thin frame close and pressing my lips to his for once undyed hair. “Like this?”
It wasn’t what he’d asked for, but it was all we could have. He nodded and I swayed, not even humming and knowing that it wouldn’t pass for dance. The smile on his dry lips told me I’d given what he asked for all the same, and even when he’d shut his eyes and faded into sleep, the upturned corners of his mouth offered me all the thanks I could have asked.
please comment if you read.
Requests are open
Category: fan fiction, one-shot
Genre: drabble
Rating: G
Date: June 2, 2006
Written for
Theme: #40 - sickness
Pairing: hyde and tetsu
Disclaimer: I do not own/am not affiliated with L’Arc~en~Ciel, Sony Ki/oon, Danger Crue, etc. This is a work of complete fiction. It’s for fun; I’m not going to make any money off of this. However, this particular story is my own writing, so please do not claim it as yours or repost it without permission.
Comments: I don't really like drabble, but we all have to write one at some point.
POV: First person (tetsu)
Word Count: 140
“Dance with me…”
The soft whine in his voice was gently insistent—a request, not a demand, and unspoken volumes showed I’d never say no.
“Can you stand?” As he struggled to sit up, I had my answer before it was given.
“If you help me…”
I picked him up gently, holding his too-thin frame close and pressing my lips to his for once undyed hair. “Like this?”
It wasn’t what he’d asked for, but it was all we could have. He nodded and I swayed, not even humming and knowing that it wouldn’t pass for dance. The smile on his dry lips told me I’d given what he asked for all the same, and even when he’d shut his eyes and faded into sleep, the upturned corners of his mouth offered me all the thanks I could have asked.
please comment if you read.
Requests are open