Going Through the Motions - A distant dream


He awoke with a startle, his muddled mind for a moment trying to decipher where he was and what was going on before it dawned on him;

Argh, damn it. No.

He cursed under his breath and closed his eyes for a moment, shutting out the faint silhouettes of the surroundings of his bedroom, trying to breathe through the throbbing sensation that was currently traveling through his body. He gripped his blanket tightly, knuckles going white, cheeks heating, shifting awkwardly.

He despised this. He was in a child's body for crying out loud. But a child's body or not; his mind was still that of a sixteen-year-old teenager, after all.

These moments were a grim reminder of that fact.

Perhaps that was why his body was behaving as if all those hormones were still running through it. But he honestly didn't want to study it too closely. Because it was just— wrong. It felt not right.

Just forget. Take control.

Shinichi sighed, lay back down, and closed his eyes once more. He had to calm down.

So he lay there, in the dark, heart racing, trying to forget the faint traces of a distant dream.

Trying to forget the memory of the sweet taste on his lips.

Damn him.