I have no idea where this drabble came from... I don't even know why I posted it but...
Disclamer: I do not own DGM (not that this ...thing has anything to actually do with it ..it's that random)
...On a totally different note my writings are getting shorter and shorter ..hopefully I will get enough motivation soon to write a longer fic and make it up.
Lost Warmth
I felt his cold hand touch mine, holding it firmly and slowly sucking its warmth away.
Surprisingly, I found that I didn't practically hate that feeling, maybe because I knew that after that it would be his turn to warm me up.
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Gradually I began to actually enjoy that contact, knowing that I am the only person who's allowed to do such a simple thing made me feel really special.
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I thought that I was getting closer to melting his cold heart .. to making him finally, truly open up...
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But..
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No longer would I shiver from the sudden cold engulfing my hand...
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No longer would I share my own warmth with that person...
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Because...
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He found his lost fire...
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...and left my usually warm hands, cold with nobody to warm them up.
And this, dearest readers, is why I try to avoid first person's POV ...ok maybe that's not really it but still...
Just when I thought that I got hit by inspiration I ended up with this...
...it's probably a (one-sided) Yullen from Allen's POV or something (maybe some day I'd make it into a proper story but that's all I came up with for not..)
...Even I -the person who wrote this- am not really sure about that so feel free to take it as whatever you like and please tell me what you thought about it. Reviews are highly appreciated!
Thank you for reading!
Mashiro Ruri