Knock, knock. Allen Walker looked up from the book he was reading, a grey eye crinkling in wonder. Could someone really have come here to see him? He'd been in here so long that he was beginning to think that the outside world had forgotten him.
"Come in, whoever you are." Allen was undeniably eager to see whoever was here to relieve even a moment of his incurable boredom. The door opened smoothly, a tanned hand holding, no, caressing the door handle like it was made of gold. The rest of the person soon followed, and Allen was able to appreciate what a gorgeous man had seemingly been sent to him from Heaven.
"Hello Allen, I'm Tyki Mikk." The man brushed back a stray curl from a high forehead, delicate eyes opening leisurely to reveal brilliant golden irises. White teeth glinted in a winning smile, as he murmured,
"You are even more attractive than the file suggested." A blush rushed to Allen's cheeks, staining them a violent pink. White hair fell forward, shielding molten silver eyes from Tyki's inquisitive gaze.
But his bangs didn't hide the solitary tear tracing its way down his pale cheek. Tyki moved quickly to the bedside, tilting up Allen's head with his hand, a thumb gently wiping away the salt water droplet.
"Did I upset you? I'm sorry..." Tyki stared in amazement as more tears rolled out of those suddenly beautiful eyes, and Allen placed a hand on his shoulder in reassurance.
"No... These are tears of happiness. Surely I have died and gone to Heaven, to warrant seeing such a beautiful person in my room." A gentle smile spread across Tyki's face, and he leant closer to Allen's upturned face. Allen gasped and shut his eyes reflexively, as Tyki kissed away his tears, before wrapping the sickly boy in a gentle embrace.
"Tyki..." Allen whispered his name like a prayer and slid his too-thin arms around the older man's broad back, returning the tender hold. It had been far too long since he had been held like this, and Allen didn't really care that it was some man he hardly knew. The last person to hold him like this was... Had been Mana.
A sob shuddered out of Allen's chest, and he clutched Tyki tighter, praying that he would understand, as he began crying into his suited chest. Tyki felt the younger boy's desperation, and carefully sat himself on the edge of the bed, prepared to simply hold the boy for as long as he needed. Allen's snowy hair bobbed gently as he sobbed, and Tyki murmured nonsense words into those pure locks, rubbing his back gently.
After an eternity, the sobs stilled, and Allen tightened his arms once more, before gently pushing himself back up. Tyki gently moved away a damp bit of hair, before kissing Allen on the forehead, then the nose, and then, finally, sweetly, chastely, on that perfect little rose bud mouth.
When he pulled back, Allen seemed to follow.
"Hey, pretty."
LOL. LOOK AT THAT PHAIL. Anywho, this is my entry for Poker Pair Week, AND YES I'M SORRY IT'S SO LATE. I was on Year 11 leadership camp, and had no access to a computer. I apologize for any grammar errors or spelling or general bad stuff.
Writing Music: d gray-man Soundtrack
Tsunaida te ni Kiss wo – Sanae
Doubt & Trust – Access
