title: sober
genre: angst
pairings: marui bunta x niou masaharu
warnings: none
rating: K
word count: 183
frequency: one-shot
update rate: n/a
disclaimer: j'ai rien
prompt: another excuse to turn an english assignment into fanfic.
post-breakup, marui's POV. 'brittle & over-dyed' credited to shadowluck.
carla – rien here means nothing, reine is queen. "i have queen" is a pretty statement, though.
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I must have looked malnourished that day
I asked you to trade places
You
with brittle, over-dyed hair
silver now – like wisdom.
Me
with the uncanny ability
to make animal figurines out of gum.
You
listened with amusement
while I explained my petty excuse for memory
I
sat under the spreading chestnut tree
while receiving a lesson in logic.
For once, our polarity did not attract
or repel
or make silly faces at each other between dusty windows
but merely settled in content
like gasoline on water,
like a ball against the net.
When I first met you, my brittle, over-dyed friend,
my left foot was named Buoyancy
and yours was named Cynicism.
I used to believe
both ran the same laps
kicked the same dirt
and harbored the same bruises under coffee tables
Yet
one could cause regret
while the other remained invincible.
But both must exist, with someone.
I confess,
your left foot still feels alien to me.
Were we ever incompatible with discomfort?
I wondered
as you made your way against density
for my best interest
and yours
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