Hey, Person of the internet.
This is my first fanfic so critique is appreciated!
Also, I update in bursts, so you may get a whole bunch before periods of nothingness. (Sorry!)
Anyway, this story idea just came to me so here it is!
Onto the things that matter~
Chapter 1
It was a cold night.
Streets were empty and the soft hum of heaters could be heard if you walked close enough to apartment blocks. A frigid breeze swept up the sparse leaves and litter, catching on the wheel of a lone motorcycle that looked out of place in front of the quiet apartment complex.
...
"Please."
Warmth leaked out from the open doorway into the desolate hallway where a solitary man stood.
"It's the middle of the night, can't this wait until-"
"Please."
The desperate sound of his voice sounded to both men. Something flickered in the older man's eyes, but it was there and gone so fast he wondered if he even saw it in the first place.
"Gavin."
The name almost made him flinch but his hands only tightened by his sides. The wound was too fresh and it burned just to hear that name. Because it was his name.
"Klavier."
At the sound of his name his head snapped up to stare into the older man's tired eyes. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, as if he was smirking, reminiscent to his days before he retook the Bar.
"…Is it okay if I call you that?"
"I- Yes, I mean… Of course." He began haltingly, faltering at the pleasantness of the exchange. "Of course you can call me that… Herr Wright."
They hadn't had much reason for conversation. And Klavier's impact on the man's life hadn't exactly been positive. Even after his name was cleared and the truth heard, there hadn't been much cause for interaction, and if they found themselves in each other's presence (usually due to their mutual acquaintanceship of a certain red-vested attorney), they would pointedly ignore each other entirely, not that either of them had anything they wanted to say to each other anyway.
The older man chuckled, but it sounded so weary it was almost like a sigh.
"So what exactly did you come all the way here to talk about, Klavier? It's not like we're friends."
The admission stabbed him in the heart and he could feel his nails digging into his palms.
That's what he thought of him, huh? Did he think he hated him? That he didn't want to talk? That he didn't want to try to do something – anything – to make it up to him? That all he'd wanted to do was to tell him, talk to him, about what he did? How he felt? How screwed up that man made both of their lives? And that now he was—
His mouth moved before he had the chance to sort all his complicated emotions.
"I wanted to. I-" He swallowed the dry lump in his throat and tried to get his thoughts to catch up. "I had, I mean- I was always trying. Trying to- to do something, just-"
He closed his eyes tightly and willed the tears away. He wasn't used to being so uncertain.
The silence felt so cold.
He inhaled deeply with his head bowed. It seemed so loud in the empty hallway.
"May I…?"
He internally winced at his hesitance. His voice laughed at him from the confines of his mind.
'Pathetic,' It whispered, 'my poor pathetic little brother.'
At the lack of response, his head instantly snapped up and his previously clenched hand flew up to grab at the other man's arm, tear-glazed eyes locking with startled a startled pair and mouth opening to say something, but the words died in his throat.
He clenched his jaw and looked down, but he didn't let go.
"I-" he tried. To say something. To apologise. Anything.
His eyes clenched together. His hand tightened.
"I don't- I can't be… alone. Right now. I-"
What he wanted right now the most was-
"I don't want to be alone."
The words came out and a the oppressive weight on his chest lifted.
He breathed in.
He felt the warmth from inside for the first time that night. If only for a little while.
The voice in response was blank. But it wasn't uninviting.
"Come in."
He opened his eyes to kind eyes and a small smile.
He let go of his arm.
The door opened wider and he stepped in.
It felt warm.
…
But only a little.
Thanks for reading!
(Hope that wasn't too bad for a first try...)
Please leave a review to tell me what I could do to improve or just tell me that it sucked! (or it didn't.)
Honesty appreciated!
TBC
~Rei K.
