Title: Unlucky
Word Count: 177
Disclaimer: not mine, stop bugging me about it. (well the writing is mine, just not the fandom)
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Had luck ever truly been on their side? Doumeki once found himself thinking upon his yearly visit to his grave.
The poor boy had never had the chance to be smothered in the jewels and riches he deserved, those which Doumeki had wished to give him upon the realization of those precious precious emotions.
Emotions upon which had been realized too late.
No, luck had never truly been on their side. He confirmed, sighing in regret of things left unspoken, of the still fresh and demanding emotions which filled him.
He loved-and continues to this day- that misfortunate boy. The one with unrivaled blue eyes, which became so very very dark that one August night. Clouded and dimmed, never to hold that same magnificence which the archer had become so fond of.
Lucky or not, no one should have to admit to loving someone, and then letting it go to waste. Being stubborn, or stoic, or having a stupid reputation preventing you from letting it show.
Unlucky enough to be too in love to let it go.