o4. blind
He didn't have to see Sharon's face to know exactly how she looked at that moment—first striking relentlessly with her harisen and screaming at his recklessness until tears and temper had wiped any semblance of her status from that beautiful porcelain face. Sanguine rose leaves her cheeks for an angry saline mess and before long she's overdone it and she's crying and choking until impact grows ever gentler and each punishment becomes nothing more than a quivering tap timed to a quiet whimper. Insults and reprimands roll with the tears until both die into silence on her breath, and then she's in his arms and the sobbing is revived in a full blown cascade against his chest. He pulls her close and buries his face in her hair, planting kiss after kiss on honeyed silk and wishing each one could have sufficed as an answer for her.
Through the strangled sobs the interrogation never stops.
"Why did you go alone? Why do you always put yourself in these dangerous situations?! Why do you never tell me anything?! It's so scary, and… and… Even though I've tried so hard to be there for you… to reach out to you…"
She has.
And it's so much harder to keep her in the dark now that he knows exactly what the dark feels like.
A/N: I rather dislike my writing, but oh well. After that plot development on MochiJun's part I felt like giving it a try.
