the point of breaking
By NiNA_eN
"Please, I can't stand the lies anymore." -Yamamoto Takeshi/Chrome Dokuro.
His laughter faded as she approached him.
She pressed a hand to his chest, directly above his beating heart, and his smile faltered.
She searched his eyes, searched his face and he was quiet, the careful pokerface beneath the cheerful exterior breaking in the stretching silence.
There was a reflective sadness in her eyes as she spoke,
"I think I already do enough of that for the both of us."
A more serious sentence/prompt fic. A little introspective on their characters, maybe.