Title: Late Night Dreams
Series:
Life (volumes 1-3)
Pairing Katsumi/Ayumu
Rating
PG-13
Disclaimer: I don't own life
AN: My second drabble for
life. Also Yet again I am sorry about the grammar.
The time ticks away to the sound of a wristwatch.
Ayumu was curled up in his awful bed; that smelled of sweat and sex. She curled up in the blanket wrapping tighter around her small frame as a child would on a stormy night. Kasumi was behind her breathing slowly and rhythmically almost in time with the clocks ticks. He had his strong arms around her waist forcing her to have her back against his muscular chest.
Her clear brown eyes closed and she tried calm down; with her eyes closed she could imagine a better life. Where she had a loving boyfriend, that made her feel special, never hurt her, and even he protected her from the others. He made her feel normal and alive, and they were in his room and they made love. Yes, that would make sense. She wouldn't feel dirty or used, she wanted this. But she knew in her heart it was an empty dream.
Ayumu opened her eyes shook and fought back some tears, 'an empty dream.' His arm tightened around her to stop her
"Shhh" his lips grazed her ear as he whispered to her. She closed her eyes again and had to pretend; if an empty dream was all she had at least she had a dream.
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Another reflection themed one, and the search for an editor continues