Disclaimer: I don't own Final Fantasy IV The After Years and it's characters. K?
I love the Mysidia twins so much- to the point I actually loved to pair them. My Porom's got issues.
The story is in Porom's PoV.
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-~ A Love that's so Wrong
I wondered how long has it been since the tension between us started to get worse? Our childish spat became more painful, the shouts, the slapping and the beating. It was worth it, these were the only things now that I share with him intimately. It's all I have left.
He wouldn't even let me sleep with him anymore whenever nightmares haunt me...
I thought it'd just be us forever. It's a twin's fate, right? You're one and the same. Or maybe it was just me and my fantasies? I may be thinking too much...
Maybe promising myself to be all yours was a bad idea. A very bad idea...
Before it was just the two of us. Who cares if we were Black and White, we were still able to overcome anything even if we had a big difference. We were such a good team.
That was way back then, but not anymore...
'There's this girl back at Troia,'
She was Black and White. An ability he had always dreamed of since we were young.
'Blue innocent eyes... Long blonde hair...'
I wonder if he's like this when he's describing me to other people? There was a hint of fondness in his eyes.
'I'll be taking care of her.'
Wow, since when did you became an adult? And the master? He'd been after quite a few girls, he had his share of broken hearts, and me with jealousy, but this one was different. He was serious.
And I got scared.
'She will learn from the best and that's ME!'
"And the White side of things?" I ask, a smile on my face to humour him that I am happy for him.
'Oh, I'll have you help me with that, of course.'
He gave me that usual confident grin. He will not accept NO for an answer. He knows me too well, I couldn't say that to him.
If he shares his desires to me, I couldn't share mine with him. He will be disgusted, he will hate me. He'd say I haven't moved on and still hold onto our childish memories and this... This is wrong.
All I could do is keep my feelings for myself and simply share his happiness that is for someone else. I can never share this feeling to anyone, for no one would understands, not even him.
"Well then, good luck with her," I gave him a light push on the back, he gave me one last look, smiled and waved a hand good-bye as he
"I love you Palom..." I whisper, still waving a hand until they disappear...