I realize it's been literally ages since I updated this, so here you go!

Jeweled Nights

Your Hikari and mine have become so close, I wonder now if Fate did play a part in bringing them together. I wonder, would they still be so in love if you and I had not…

We were in love, weren't we?

I told myself time and again that it was merely a craving that made my heart pound when I caught you smiling at me, or possessiveness that made my vision cloud when I saw others trying to touch you. But I knew deep down that it was more than that.

You were mine, and you always would be.

But in a way, I believe I may have been yours as well, even if I didn't want to admit it. I was a King, in my own way, and Kings don't answer to their entertainers…

And yet when you called, all I could do was answer.

I swore you were the death of me, and yet your laugh could fill me with life.

Those long nights in the dead of winter when I would fall asleep without you and awake in the middle of the night to your arms wrapping around me. Those moments during the day when our eyes would meet, and I knew exactly what you were thinking, because I had the same desires.

I don't recall when it happened, or even how, but suddenly you were the only one that mattered. The only one I wanted to protect.

And yet I never could.

I ignored the bruises that bloomed across your skin because I didn't want to admit that I hadn't been able to help you. To keep you safe.

And somehow, you understood.

Because you ignored them as well, instead pulling me closer and telling me it was alright. Telling me to keep holding you, because my warmth was all that you needed to survive.

If there is one thing I desire to change, it is that.

I could love you, hold you, kiss you, but I could never protect you. I knew that if I tried, I would smother you. And you were the only jewel that I would never risk shattering.

I allowed you to be injured because it was easier than learning how to care. And you allowed yourself to be hurt, because you understood me better than I understood myself.

I was always jealous of you for that.

Your uncanny ability to pick my mind apart and know what it was I was trying to hide from you.

Your Hikari does it to mine.

And every time he sputters and flounders and tries to lie, I can only laugh, because that used to be us.

And in a way, it still is.

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