WARNING: Fluff of the cataclysmic kind approaches. If your hearts can't take it I advise you not to read. Again people, this is NOT a drill!
I don't own ROTG.
Italics are thoughts.
Jerking back, Jack flew to the other end of the room, not once looking back. Charging back into the bedroom he slammed the door shut. How can Aster be so selfish! How can he expect him to just run back into his arms like nothing ever happened, that was not going to happen. Taking a step forward Jack realized he made a fatal mistake just now. Despite eating, his strength was still weak and his vision instantly shattered. His legs gave way and he collapsed on the edge of the bed. Gripping the sheets he slid down to the floor, letting his senses regain strength and to repair the flood which washed over him. His face was paler than his hair; sweat pouring down the Frigid Albino and coating him, corrupting his once chilled skin. His breaths were hitched, and his eyes were glazed over in a distorted fashion.
The images swam in his head, blurring everything in front of him into a mash of pure vile. The blobs of colors danced together, forming a warped combination of a vomited distortion. Jack, completely disoriented, didn't even notice the black blur move into the room, pick him up, and place him into the soft embrace of the sheets. He didn't notice the strong arms which carried him, the comforting warmth of the broad chest which he laid bridal style, or the soft pattering of the heartbeat next to his ear, calming him and soothing his feverish body. No, he didn't notice any of it. Before he knew it, Jack was gone, the comfort of sleep cradling his ragged body. Aster lay next to him all through the night, never once leaving the shivering body next to him. He knew he had messed up, he couldn't change the past, but he can change the future. It will take an eternity, but he is willing to give up paradise if that means correcting the wrongs he's placed upon Jack. The remorse that plagued his heart screamed at him, and he would try with all his being to show that to the younger male. There was no one else for him; no one could fit him as perfect as Jack does. They are kindred souls placed within the harsh world which wraps around us; puzzle pieces, perfectly crafted to fit exactly in line together, creating a unison nothing else could compare to. Jack was his, and he was Jacks and nothing, nothing on this galactic piece of rock we call earth will ever change that.
The sun's rays wrapped around the early morning, banishing the shadow's back to their domain, and altering the world back into the light. The warmth of the golden star pushing the ice back, melting it and destroying it; it made the world whole again, it made it, right. The hue of golden light trickled its way through the banister, down the wall, creeping its way through the floor, and resting itself upon an earthly bed. Inch by inch it crawled to the young males sleeping in the emerald sheets, cradled within the warmth from one another, and hugged the frost tinted boy. Fluttering his eyes open, Jack was hazily drawn from his sleep. He felt contempt at the moment, not wanting to move to ruin the bliss which was cast over his body, he settled for just simply laying there, smiling as the comfort of a human paradise took hold of his body.
Just as Jack was settling into bliss, something awoke him from his daze, an arm. Quickly glancing down Jack was met with an arm draped across his torso, Aster's arm to be specific. Coming to his senses, Jack finally realized the compromising position they just so happened to be in. He could feel the husky warmth radiating from Aster, groping his neck and cascading shivers down his spine. The way he could feel the rise and fall of Aster's chest; pressing against his back and compressing the space between them, their gravity pulled them together, merging them into one sentient being. Legs intertwined with one another, completing the puzzle piece which is their unity; Jack didn't realize he had a smile on his face the entire time.
Blushing and drawing his smile down, Jack slowly eased away from Aster's grip, only to end up being gripped harder and forced back into the gravity of Aster. A grunt sounded, and Jack panicked, was Aster awake? The rise and fall of the older male's chest continued and Jack released a sigh he didn't know he was holding in. Trying to escape again only left Jack being pressed harder against Aster if that was possible. Moaning, Jack caved. He was stuck like this until Aster woke up. As he lay there Jack listened to the soft beating of the Asters heart behind him. It was calming; it assured him he wasn't alone in this world, and that nothing could ever harm him. For what felt like eternity, Jack laid with Aster, contemplating his thoughts as they began their race through his mind. How long had it been since he's been held like this, let alone with Aster?
A soft patter lightly hit the window and called Jack from his thoughts. Rain. It lightly tapped the window, coating it in its cooling touch, and altering the portal outside. A slight smile arose from Jack's lips as he listened to the metronome of rain coming from outside. He loved thunderstorms, rain, lightning, you name it. It calmed him, and made his body rack with pleasuring tones. The warmth from Aster, and the comforting sound emanating from outside brought Jack back into sleep, and he descended into the dark abyss once again.
Grunting, Aster was thrown back into reality. Damn...such a good dream too. Recollecting his thoughts, Aster drew himself into the memories of the dream he had. The soft touch of Jacks skin pressing against his as they played within an overgrown meadow; they had spent the day there, just enjoying each other's company. Aster had snuck up behind Jack and unleashed a tickling storm which rattled Jacks body with liters of laughter.
"A-Aster! Cut it out!" Jack called with deteriorating voice. The only response he got was more laughs erupting from Aster, and him as well. The ended up falling on the ground, Jack to the right, and Aster to the left. Jack nuzzled his head under Aster's chin, and the older male smiled as the delicate snow tinted hair ruffled his chin. He drew Jack close, inhaling his sent, and smiling as Jack released a content sigh. Jack burrowed his face into Aster's strong chest, and smiled as their bodies pulled into together.
"I love you Aster." Jack said closing his eyes.
"I love you too Jack." A smile placed upon the older ones face as he too closed his eyes. As Aster drew his eyes closed, he opened them to find himself back in his bedroom, disappointed. Sighing, Aster went to move, only to find a weight was pressed underneath his arm. Confusion took hold as he glanced down to find a certain Albino holding onto his arm for dear life. Maybe waking up wasn't so bad. Aster thought. Chuckling Aster bent down and lightly kissed the forehead of Jack, a smile plastered across both their faces. Unraveling his arm, and drawing the blanket around Jack's radiating body, Aster stood and looked to the young male. Despite for Jack being 18, he looked only like he had 14 years to stand upon. His face rained with beauty and youth as it trailed down his neck and overwhelmed his body.
Despite the unfortunate birth effect leaving him with Snow blinding white hair; Aster thought it suited the younger one quite well. Jack just wouldn't be Jack without his infamous white hair, and Aster loved that. Jack curled his body around the warmth of the emerald bed sheets, drawing them in, and enclosing himself within them. Aster just chuckled again and walked into the hallway, shutting the door in the process as to not disturb Jack. Going through the normal motions of any morning, Aster got his blackened coffee ready, and sat down in the kitchen, watching the light rain coat his backyard. It was Saturday which meant Jack didn't have University today, but he had to work. Damn. He couldn't just leave Jack here alone, but he couldn't miss work either. Spending the next 10 minutes thinking, Aster final came to a conclusion. After taking a quick shower and getting dressed, he scribbled a few things down on a piece of paper and crept back into Jacks room; leaving a note beside the little "gift" he'd left for Jack. Smiling at the young child, Aster grabbed his keys and was off.
