|Hundreds of XYZs
Title: Hardships
Shipping: Anxietyshipping (Kaito x Droite). Intended M/F pair.
Characters: Kaito Tenjo and Droite.
Genre: Romance, Angst, Hurt / Comfort
Setting: Before Season 3, when Droite still has her memories of love.
Rating: T
Warnings & Notes: -
Words: 504
Always worrying about him. His brother, and Kaito's safety. How much did he use his photon mode today? Has he collected any Numbers cards? It was rare of the hunter to return to the base with a frustrated look in his absolutely gorgeous blue-grey eyes she finds herself staring at into before he vanishes. She often forced herself to focus on her tasks without anyone catching her in her daydreams and thoughts. Droite wasn't going to let her worries stress her out from her career.
There wasn't any time for love. With Kaito hunting for the Numbers, Haruto often out doing his job and in bed to rest, there won't be any free time. Even getting decent sleep was out of question with such a busy schedule. It wasn't an everyday sighting she'd see him.
After hearing about Kaito's near breakdown, again, and demanding for a recharge of his photon mode to last longer. She couldn't be any more concerned about him than before. Droite was about to walk by the room he was in to regain his energy. Her feet stopped, she looked at the large white door that was closed for privacy. Droite gripped on the folders with paperwork and classified records in them.
Just five minutes.
With her mind made up, she pushed the door open and walked in. There he was, laying on a lab table in the middle of the room. Machines beeped in a soothing rhythm; Mr. Heartland had somehow gotten the ones that weren't annoying to the ears. Droite cautiously walked over, silencing her heels from clanking too much on the wax floors. Kaito must be at peace ▬ the rest he hadn't had in so long.
There was a tint of sadness in her eyes, making them shine brighter than usual. She clasped her hand over Kaito's own and gave it a heartfelt squeeze. They've been through enough and there was much more to come. The woman didn't even want to think about it. On what would possibly happen.
It didn't stop her from hoping that things would lighten up, both for Kaito and the city. So often she had wished and hoped that they wouldn't have to suffer no more ▬ awaiting for a miracle.
Droite gazed over his resting body, her eyes fell on his spectacular face. Strong emotions erupted and bubbled up in her chest, the feelings of love swirling in her abdomen. Just looking at his lips made her heart race. She breathed out.
No, I mustn't, she told herself. However, her body movements wasn't going to cooperate. With her free hand, she brushed her thumb across his face gently as she let her fingers slip into his blonde soft hair, her thumb rested on his dark green hair locks that hung down in front of his ear. Droite leaned in and pecked on his cheek, a tear pooled at the corner of her eye.
The more I write this, the more I ship Anxietyshipping...slowly. Oh man. ▬Not that I have any complaints.
Next up is Assinateshipping.