Freya : here i go again with the drabbles... shoot me... nee?
disclaimer : NOT MINE. SPIRAL, NEVER MINE.
Horror
Eyes didn't hate horror movies, but he never really liked them. Though, it was only for Kanone's sake that he was buying Zombies.
He sighed, as he walked back to his limo, the innocent little plastic bag tucked away in the takoyaki and the cat food and the yarn balls, wondering why Kanone didn't want to come with him.
When he got back to the penthouse however, the reason was quite apparent.
He was watching The Ring.
Eyes didn't hate horror movies, but he never really liked them. Though, it was only for Kanone's sake that he watched them, and bought them, and got tickets for all the news one that came each year.
Eyes knew Kanone loved horror movies. He knew he loved the screams of terror and anguish on screen, and the plots that sent shivers down his spine. He knew he liked the danger, because it was artificial anyway.
He knew he liked being scared, and knew fully well that it was the only time Kanone allowed himself the comfort.
Romance
Eyes was never a romanticist.
He hated the abundance of flowers sent to him, the fan mail that filled his mail box to bursting, the pleas for dates or get-togethers, and the cries that said he was just in denial and (insert name here) just knew he didn't have a boyfriend and he was secretly waiting for (insert name here) to come and shag him.
It made him sick.
But when Kanone came to the penthouse late one night, in a nice black smart-casual suit with a small bouquet of white and pink roses, asking him if he'd like to go out-
He smiled and relented, even though he was dead tired and exhausted to a point he felt he was disconnected form his legs, because when Kanone wanted it, he could be romance personified.
Freya: just give the cue to shut up. Flames will turn my pet hamster into a monster but CC will save the world from him.
You decide.