Short Story On Farf/Schu Love
Farfarello stared down at his hands, tears coursing down his face in rivulets.
"Why..."He asked nothing and everything in a monotone voice.
He gripped the sides of his dresser and shoved it away and to the floor.
"Ggr..... NONononononononono." He repeated to himself, pressing hands the both sides of his head.
"STOPSTOPSTOPSTOP..."Suddenly, Farfarello dropped his hands to his side and hummed an old Celtic tune.
He went about his business, pacing around his room, head hung and humming to himself.
"Farfarello?...."Schuldig asked hesitantly from behind his shut door.
"Nani?" Farfarello replied quietly.
"Are you alright?"
The Irishmen paused in his pacing and raised his head to gaze at the wall.
"Hmmm.." Farfarello replied and walked to the door, pressing his ear to it. He could hear Schuldig's light breath on the other side as he hesitated.
"You want me to come in Farfie?" The Telepath murmured.
Farfarello closed his eyes, leaning against the door. Whenever Schuldig was close, the voices and tortures went away. Everything was all right again...it would be all right....
Nodding to himself, the Irishmen opened the door a little to stick his head partway through and stare eye to eye with the German. Schuldig smiled slightly and pushed the rest of the door opened, then the corners of his mouth twitched slightly towards a frown as his eyes scanned the room behind Farfarello.
Quickly, the German took Farfarello's arm and examined it for recent knife marks. But he was stopped by Farfarello's embrace. The Irishmen hugged him tightly and nuzzled his neck.
"Thankyou..."
Schuldig smiled and rapped his arms around his Farfarello. "I love you."
A smiled, hidden in Schuldig's shoulder, graced the Irishmen's face."I love you too.."
Blinking, the Telepath pulled back slightly to stare at the tear rolling down Farfarello's face.
"Promise you won't leave me?" The Irishman questioned, mind flickering back to God's betrayal.
"I promise Farfie."
Farfarello turned and pulled Schuldig into the darkened room. Smiling, Schuldig pulled the door shut.
Farfarello stared down at his hands, tears coursing down his face in rivulets.
"Why..."He asked nothing and everything in a monotone voice.
He gripped the sides of his dresser and shoved it away and to the floor.
"Ggr..... NONononononononono." He repeated to himself, pressing hands the both sides of his head.
"STOPSTOPSTOPSTOP..."Suddenly, Farfarello dropped his hands to his side and hummed an old Celtic tune.
He went about his business, pacing around his room, head hung and humming to himself.
"Farfarello?...."Schuldig asked hesitantly from behind his shut door.
"Nani?" Farfarello replied quietly.
"Are you alright?"
The Irishmen paused in his pacing and raised his head to gaze at the wall.
"Hmmm.." Farfarello replied and walked to the door, pressing his ear to it. He could hear Schuldig's light breath on the other side as he hesitated.
"You want me to come in Farfie?" The Telepath murmured.
Farfarello closed his eyes, leaning against the door. Whenever Schuldig was close, the voices and tortures went away. Everything was all right again...it would be all right....
Nodding to himself, the Irishmen opened the door a little to stick his head partway through and stare eye to eye with the German. Schuldig smiled slightly and pushed the rest of the door opened, then the corners of his mouth twitched slightly towards a frown as his eyes scanned the room behind Farfarello.
Quickly, the German took Farfarello's arm and examined it for recent knife marks. But he was stopped by Farfarello's embrace. The Irishmen hugged him tightly and nuzzled his neck.
"Thankyou..."
Schuldig smiled and rapped his arms around his Farfarello. "I love you."
A smiled, hidden in Schuldig's shoulder, graced the Irishmen's face."I love you too.."
Blinking, the Telepath pulled back slightly to stare at the tear rolling down Farfarello's face.
"Promise you won't leave me?" The Irishman questioned, mind flickering back to God's betrayal.
"I promise Farfie."
Farfarello turned and pulled Schuldig into the darkened room. Smiling, Schuldig pulled the door shut.