Title:
Butterfly
Author/Artist: whitehothurt
Pairing: Uesugi
Tatsuha/Sakuma Ryuichi
Fandom: Gravitation (Maki Murakami)
Theme: #26, 'If only I could make you mine.'
Disclaimer:
I don't own Gravitation or any of the characters, who belong to
Maki Murakami.
Additional: The bit about the 'soft serve ice cream' is taken directly from his profile on dustbunnystudios.
If only I could make you mine, but you belong to everyone.
You would argue with such a sentiment, of course. You'd pull Kumagorou from your head and give me a cottony kiss, followed by a softer human one. You'd revert to that intense person for a moment; stare at me as though conveying a truth too pure for words. Then you'd dash off to the kitchen for ice cream to make me feel better.
I don't want ice cream though, not even soft serve ice cream from the meadow lands in the mountains. I want you.
You wouldn't even be the only one to disagree. Everyone would – Tohma would give me the glare which clearly says I'm not worthy of Japan's sex god. K would wave around a gun and cheerfully tell me to grow up, or I'll hurt Ryuichi's feelings. Shuichi would point out the fact that although Sakuma-san has millions of fans, I'm the only one who lives with him.
But the millions win out, right?
I hate having to share you. I hate that people can see you, listen to you, lust after you the way I did for years, because it wasn't really so long ago that it was me in their positions. Longing after you, obsessing over you, dreaming for that one perfect chance moment when you'd see me and only me.
And it terrifies me, because if my dream can come true, why shouldn't theirs?
So I cherish every kiss, from the pecks of Kumagorou to the gentle touches when we watch cartoons to the hot caresses when we're making out. When we kiss it's just us, no family or fans or over-protective ex-bandmates. When we kiss you're mine, five year old to almost-scary thirty-one year old.
If only I could make you mine…
…but your kisses belong to me.