Happy Misunderstanding
Once again, thanks for the reviews. It's really what kept me going. (Like really really really)
Recently, I was absolutely mesmerized by this anime called 'Mononoke' and its predecessor 'Ayakashi: Japanese classic horror'. Perhaps I might write a rochu story about it? And sorry for another torrent of rant but .. I wrote a usuk fic some time ago and .. I don't know it kinda make me a little teeny weeny tiny sad that it got way more likes and fave than any of my rochu stories. Like whaiiiiiiiiii.
Speaking of which, rochu week is coming. And tbh I nvr once took part in it. I have no idea why :/
Anyway, sorry for rants, I seem to have a penchant for it. I'll try to finish this story asap.
Thanks all who read!
Yan rolled her eyes at Ivan's back. What a lame guy, she thought. But those broad shoulders is definitely what my brother need at night. And holy hell, damn those muscles looks good. Good enough for me to .. want to touch it.
A sneaky smirk started curling the side of her mouth as she narrowed her eyes. A devious thought came up to her mind, as she started walking closer and closer to Ivan. So close that it startled Ivan the moment she snaked her arms around his waist.
'What are you doing!?'
'耀，喜欢就在一起吧。妈妈不反对了。你能开开心心，生体健康就行了。'(Yao, if you like him, then be with him. Mummy have no objections. As long as you're happy and healthy, that's all it matters.) his mother coaxed, stroking the messy head of ponytail still bawling on the floor.
'我是个瘟神。爱我的人都没有好下场！'(I'm a jinx. Nobody had a good end loving me.) Yao sniffed, curling up even more, wishing with all his heart that he can just disappear into a hole and be alone with his destructive emotions. Nobody, not his mother, not his sister, and definitely not Ivan should ever see him like this. But still he can't stop these tears, he can't stop himself from pouring out his insecurities, his guilt, his anguish, his pain and somewhere in between: his love. He wanted to love Ivan so badly, so badly he risked treading on thin ice every single day.
'你不是。不要把那些巧合当作诅咒。我跟你妹妹那么爱你也不是好好的。'(You are not. Don't turn those coincidence into a curse. Your sister and I love you so much, we are still alive and living.) his mother said, knitting her brows at her obstinate child.
Loud running steps can be heard running along the corridor before it ended with someone bursting through the door panting. Worried feature graced Yan's youthful face as she hastily grabbed hold onto Yao and shouted '伊-伊-伊万他-他掉进井里了！！'(I-I-Ivan h-he fell into the well!)
Yao spun around looking at Yan speechless.
'快点，他说他只想见你最后你面！'(Quick, he said he just want to see you one last time!) Yan shouted again, shaking him back to reality. '他只想见你最后一面啊。'(He just want to see you one more time) Yan sniffed and with tears running down her face, she pushed Yao to his feet, to see Ivan one more time. '去啊，不要再让他等了！'(Go, don't let him wait anymore.)
'Ivan..' Yao muttered, and started running out.
'真这么邪门儿啊。'( That spooky?) their mother furrowed her brow. That is until she saw Yan blowing her nose and wipe clean of her tears, she narrowed her eyes suspiciously at her daughter she asked '你这个死丫头干了什么好事？'(What have you done you nasty girl?)
Turning back to face her mother innocently, she gave a twinkling blink of her eyes and replied with her sweetest voice '把哥哥卖了'(Selling my brother.)
'Ivan.. Ivan..Ivan..' Yao mumbled, as he make his way down to see Ivan. Tears started welling up his eye rim again. What have I done to deserve this? What have Ivan done to deserve this? What have his father done, what have the girl done, what have his brother done, what have his therapist done? Why is fate being such an asshole to me, why does everyone who loves me die. Why!? he thought angrily, wiping his tears a tad too harshly against his swollen eyes.
He ran to the park and to the well and true to Yan's words, he found Ivan's usual trench coat floating on the surface of the water. An overwhelming wave of intense fear gripped Yao by his throat, the image of the coat on the water started spinning and he felt his stomach churn. His whole body is shaking as he desperately tried to catch his breath.
Breath Yao, breath. He vaguely heard, he recalled this method of calming himself. But no matter how soothing this voice is, it scares him. It reminded him of that crash again.
'No..' he cried, scrunching up his features at the painful reminder.
'I-Ivan.. Where are you?' Yao stuttered, with one hand desperately holding himself up, the other flew to his chest, clutching the excruciating heartbeat. It hurts, it hurts so bad.
The pain sends tremors all over his body, detaching him from his surroundings. You should die, you should die, you deserve to die in this painful manner, he thought, leaning forwards to the unstable well walls. The image of the coat blurred and Yao muttered 'I-I'm sorry Ivan.'
The walls gave way and Yao felt his body falling along with the debris.
But he felt a pair of strong, muscular arms wrapping itself around his waist. It pulls him into a tight embrace. The warmth engulfed him, giving him the safety he did not know that he needs.
'Shh shh.. It's okay, you're okay. I'm here. I'm still here. I'll protect you. ' a familiar voice hushed, stroking and caressing Yao's body. 'Shh, everything will be okay.'
But fear had its own thinking and Yao is suddenly all scared of this kindness, it reminded him of the feeling of love and how love brought the demise of everything he love. He struggled to break free, but the hands kept him in tight.
So Yao started trashing and hitting about, still the hand held tight despite the few grunts that indicate the recipient's pain. Finally it became to exhausting to resist, and he allowed his own head to be pressed further in. He still can't breathe and he felt so scared.
'You'll be okay. I promise to be here.' the voice cooed again, still stroking and caressing.
Somehow the soft gentle voice made it things slightly better, it calms him.
The pain and overwhelming fear soon subsided and Yao began to notice that a stinging metal smell have been filling up his nostril for quite some time. He opened up his eyes and was greeted by red.
Blood!?