note: I rarely brave the CCS fandoms, but I do so love Touya/Yukito. I wrote this fic with the impression that Yukito always gave me, "fragile". So fragile he'd break. I know it's weird, and a little on the minimalistic side, so forgive me, haha. Tell me if you think Touya is OOC.
Disclaimer: Touya/Yukito belong to CLAMP. If they belonged to me they'd be doing more than hold hands. 3
WARNINGS: A brief mention of sex, yaoi. Please do not read and flame if it's not your thing.
Break Like Glass
Hold me tight and suffocate me ,but never let me fade away.
Touya thinks, that sometimes Yukito's delicate frame will crush and crumble if he holds him too hard. He wants to dig into Yukito's skin so bad, to press and knead and kiss and lick, but oh, Yukito always gave him an impression that he would break, just like the way dreams break when one awakes, just like the way a beautiful reflection in the water ripples away to silver shatterings when he tries to touch it. Just like that.
Touya thinks, he never wants Yukito to disappear, but goddamnit he wishes that Yukito would stop looking so fragile all the time ! It gives Touya an overwhelming urge to protect him, and Touya thinks he's never good at protecting, so he hates the feeling. He hates the helpless feeling of losing something or someone he was supposed to protect. And Yukito was so hard and difficult to protect, for some strange reason. There's always a certain kind of sad, empty feeling that he would fade away one day, that he's unreal. Yukito looks at Touya, soft eyes peering behind thin spectacle frames, and knowingly smiles. He doesn't want to be treated like glass. He is not glass, Yukito thinks. He is flesh and human and soul, and he wants to be held so tightly and made love to until he breaks under shivers and spasms. Until he breaks, in Touya's embrace. And so Yukito pulls Touya close, pink lips on beige, and crushes them so close together Yukito can make out Touya's eyelashes, and the tawny feel of Touya's skin. After a while Touya pulls them apart, chest heaving, face a scarlet red, and eyes a cross between confused and happy and embarrassed all at the same time. And then, Touya grins, one of his sappy schoolboy grins which are an absolute rarity to look at, and, pulls Yukito close again, arms wrapping around his delicate frame, nose nudging at his neck, inhaling. Fingers dragged down his spine, deliberately noting the dips and curves, and finally, coming to rest, at the slender waist, before sliding a little lower. Yukito smiles, head resting on Touya's solid shoulder, thinking, this is the way he wants to be treated. Like flesh and human and soul. The harder he is held, the more solid he feels, the stronger he gets. Yes, he will never fade away. Not in Touya's tight embrace.
:: End ::
GETS SHOT Okay, I know it's sappy but Im a sappy person damnit. XD