Title: Somber
Word Count: 246
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ORIGIN mid 18th cent.: from French, based on Latin sub 'under' + umbra 'shade'
There was something wrong. Something gravely, and entirely wrong.
Of all the things Watanuki was he, he just...wasn't this. "Oi."
The smaller man was unfazed, looking up into the dark night sky, ignoring my only plea to him, the small thing I could manage. "OI."
"I wonder...why the sky always look so sad without the sun." He pondered, dully. Golden eyes narrowed. "Oi." came the harsh restatement.
The younger took a slow deep breath, looking into his lap, hiding something. "Do you think, that the sky, is in love with the sun?" He asked, voice shaky. "And when the sun leaves for the night, the sky becomes something so dark...so hopeless."
I felt my chest ache at his small child-ish statement, but felt the deeper meaning. I breathed out, preparing for what might be said, the emotions that would be shown.
"Did you ever notice how beautiful the sky becomes when the sun is around? Or how brightly the sun shines when the sky is there?"
The other's breath caught. finally, the older thought, releasing a relieved sigh. Watanuki turned his face slowly towards Doumeki, small droplets of the younger's emotional release.
Doumeki stood, light on his feet, moving into his beloved sky. Watanuki smiled weakly, face brightening as he orbited his forever sun, arms wide, welcoming.
Blue eyes to Golden. The sky would be somber no more.