It had to be done.
"I don't want you to know where I am
'cause then you'll see my heart
In the saddest state it's ever been."
Epilogue
One Year Later
It was morning, the soft sunlight streaming through foggy blue windows that set a bright stream of light across the kitchen table. A magazine was open, the page presenting that month's latest video games along with reviews and stars, a hand half-excitedly pulled another page across, taking up a forkful of yellow egg and cheese he let the fork slid past his teeth and then back out without the food cargo. Among the papers and magazines on the table were letters, beautifully written with black ink on cloudy blue paper they read of good months among the spring resort that his mother had stayed at in her drug rehab. A small smile and a quick chew as the food left his mouth and it was gone.
He could hear a slow series of footsteps down the stairs. Another smile, this time wider than the first as he turned to see the new coming body. There was the boy who had come to him, the dirty blonde hair that had been left in eternal bed head, and the smile that was mirror to his own. He felt the warmth Everytime that he saw this face.
And, in another instant, it was gone. "Did you eat my omelet?" Demyx gaped in a half laugh.
Zexion for show slid another bite into his mouth. "If I do say so, It tastes pretty good."
"Why I…!" Demyx leaned forward, pressing his lips to the other boy's own.
But a hand was placed on the blonde's chest, pushing him back and standing from his seat. "Not now, Demyx," He picked the bag up from the ground and glancing at his accompanist out of the only working eye. "It's the first day of college; You can't say you want us to be late!" He hinted a long grin over his shoulder as he motioned towards the door.
Demyx smiled, walking over and taking the hand of his boyfriend.
"I just wanted my omelet."
Ђ Orcadia / Orina Darces 2007-2008