AN: The writing style is not too consistent with this collection, I noticed while reading some of the stories over… these drabbles are a collection of random Gravi things I've written since I wrote Catalyst almost two years ago. Just a side note, if that was interesting whatsoever. Heh. :3
Summary: Collection of Eiri x Shuichi drabble, compiled. Fluff and spots of insight… and maybe decent writing…
Delicates
Track 02: The Beholder
There is something inexplicably beautiful in the way he looks at me. I can never put my finger on it; is it the color? the shape? Is it an emotion like love… or amusement… or pity?
Or maybe there's something that I'm missing, that I can't comprehend; something that makes so much sense to him it's like breathing.
"Shu..." He turns his head to my beckoning, looking at me quizzically. Usually it's him that wants to talk when we're...otherwise engaged, so to speak.
"Um...yes?" All of a sudden, I feel horribly ridiculous and out of my element. What the hell did I even plan on saying out loud in the first place? 'What puts that twinkle in your eye when you look at me?' Dumbass. I mentally wince at my shitty attempt at waxing poetic and he frowns, the color in his cheeks fading in concern. "Yuki, are you alright?"
"I'm fine," I answer shortly, now wishing I could stick my foot in my mouth. "Just forget it, okay?"
"Okay..." he breathes, his brows still knit in confusion. "But if you ever remember what you meant to say... let me know."
He turns to face me, and his arms stretch out around me in a loose embrace. That look in his eyes again...
"You're beautiful," I say before I can stop myself. "Just...that's all I meant to say, Shu..."
He smiles, blushes even, before pulling me down to kiss him. "You make me feel beautiful, Yuki. Every time I look at you..."
And I want to argue, to grab him, to push him away and scream, because now I know. His eyes… they trust.
So I kiss him harder; taste him with the ferocity of tears I won't let myself cry. Because there is something too beautiful about the way he loves me—
and now I wish I didn't know why.
end.
Angst, Eiri, angst! See Eiri angst! Watch Eiri pimp the ladies with his angst.
