Comfort- August 19, 2012
World: AU
Summary: Finding shoulders to cry on aren't as hard as it seems.
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To be honest, they've never really talked. Although they've been neighbors for so long, the only thing they've exchanged were small nods of hello and small waves of goodbye. That was the extent of their relationship and it was something that neither of them tried to cross.
They really don't know why they don't try to talk to each other. Toshiro believes that there's an invisible wall between them; it's blocking the way for an intimate relationship. Karin thinks it's the rituals- the waves and nods they do every morning and evening without saying a word. No matter what it is, they find that they can't find the words to subside the uncomfortable air that sat between them.
So in compensation for their silence, they watched each other, carefully monitoring the other's life through the light of their eyes and the way they carried themselves that day. It wasn't as if they were stalking each other; they didn't know a thing about the other except for names. It was just something they kept daily, a precious reflection of a mother watching over her son.
So when Toshiro sees his neighbor crying for the first time as she leaves the car, he decides to overcome the invisible wall that splits the two. He cooks something up and nervously knocks on her door. Before he changes his mind about seeing her, he sees her open the door.
Her attempt to wipe away the tears and soften her jaded eyes was futile; he had already seen her. He smiles nervously and asks if he can come in. She simulates a smile and opens her home to the neighbor she's never talked to.
An awkward air settles between them as he unwraps his gift. She thanks him as he piles the pasta he quickly whipped up onto a ceramic plate. He takes some of the pasta as well, and they sit at the dinner table, pushing the pasta around on the plate.
Karin decides to overcome the rituals and comes out with it. She tells him about her day and his heart sympathizes with hers. She wails softly and his emerald eyes gaze at her slender form.
Suddenly, Karin starts to wipe her tears and she apologizes for her attitude. Karin hangs her head in shame, thinking that she's ruined any chance of knowing her neighbor more intimately.
But she doesn't notice him standing up and walking to her chair until long, lanky arms wrap around her form. Her stormy eyes gaze at his well- defined face. He's turned away from her, but she can still make out the red tint on his cheekbones and a small genuine smile peeks out for just a moment.
Her raw eyes cry for a little longer as he holds her quietly in his arms, his eyes looked down at her sorrowful expression once in a while. He tightens his hold and she stops her weeping for a little to look up at his embarrassed expression. Even as he quickly relents his possessive hold and slowly draws his arms away, Karin shyly leans back into his stomach and looks up at his surprised expression.
He gets it and engulfs her limp body once more. She sighs wistfully and closes her eyes.
For once in her lifetime, she has a shoulder to cry on.
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I hope you enjoyed this one! I really liked writing this one for some reason… I know it's like an hour late of the day, but we can just roll with it, right?
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