DELICATE

despretely needed another loveless, so this is what came to mind, I have another oneshot for loveless, but I have to write this first. Enjoy!

Seimei's hands were large. Seimei was gentle, kind, talented. Seimei was his big brother. Seimei was his beloved.

Seimei taught his things he didn't know. Seimei held his tiny hand in his big one. Seimei was warm. To seimei, he was delicate.

To seimei, he was precious. To seimei, he was his cute little brother. To seimei, he was something he had to protect.

Seimei knew how to handle him, knew how to love him. Seimei's big hands were warm. Seimei made him feel safe, in all this chaos.

To seimei, he was beautiful. To seimei, it didn't matter that he wasn't ritsuka. To seimei, as long he was who he wanted to be, it didn't matter. Seimei was the sanity in this house.

Seimei trusted him. Seimei loved him. Seimei protected him. Seimei gave him somewhere to run to, somewhere to hide. Seimei was his castle. His arms were walls, his heart was home.

Seimei's hands were so big, but gentle. Seimei was so tall, but didn't overwhelm. Seimei was his big brother. Seimei was his beloved.

Seimei was perfect, face body and soul. Compared to seimei, he was nothing. But seimei didn't think so. Seimei said he was beautiful and sweet and kind. Seimei said he was perfect just as he was.

Seimei knew more things that he did. Everything about seimei was wonderful. Seimei was talented, so good at so many things. Seimei was so wonderfully perfect.

Seimei was his big brother, seimei loved him.

To Seimei he was perfect. To Seimei it didn't matter that he wasn't ritsuka. To Seimei he was beautiful. To Seimei. He was something he had to protect. To Seimei, he was delicate.

He was Seimei's little brother. Seimei's perfect little brother. Seimei never told a lie. Seimei loved him. Seimei's hands were big. Seimei was more perfect than he was. His beloved.

He was glass in seimei's gentle hands. Seimei knew how to treat him, how to love him. Seimei was warm, and tall and comforting. Seimei was his castle, somewhere to run and hide. Seimei was so beautiful. Seimei was so perfect.

He broke so easily. Seimei protected his little glass brother.

Now he had no where to run to.

Now where at all.

OWARI!

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