Drabble; A short story containing approximately 100 words.
^_^; Let's see how it works, shall we?
Gravitation ain't mine, yada, yada, yada. Dough I make no money offa dis bitch, ask me befo' yous pimps it out, ne? (What I mean is,: ask me before you archive any of this crap. I like to visit! ^_^ Plus, it feeds my ego. :D)
Clumsy
Clumsy Shuuichi. I first saw him tripping and slipping over the world, an inexperienced child. Scorning his lack of grace, I attributed it to some internal flaw he possessed. How dare he come into my life so recklessly? He angered me. Frightened me. Made me wonder--am I that transparent? Was everything just an accident?
But then he touches my cheek and curls his sinewy body to mine, and I realise it wasn't his accident. It's mine.
After all, I'm the one who tripped over an annoying, pink-haired pariah and fell into love when I didn't even realise. He, I think, had his eyes open the entire time.
Clumsy, clumsy Shu.
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