Prompt #96: In the Storm
Summary: The dark and rain was almost as terrifying as his twin brother. Companion piece to 'Sick'.
Pairings: implied one-sided Roxas/Sora
If he opened his eyes, all he would see was the darkness closing in. That terrified him. The rain was the furthest thing from a soothing lullaby he had ever heard. It pounded and crashed and numbed everything around him, inside as well as outside. He didn't even want to think about what was happening to the flowers he had planted for his mom. Well, the rain should be good for them at least a little, they needed the water…
That thought caused Sora to calm a little and he sighed in content, rolling over on Roxas' bed. Why was this bed so much more comfortable than his own? Probably because Sora was too lazy to move the books and things off before going to sleep. Oh well. Might as well take advantage of his twin's bed.
A loud crash of thunder shocked him into whimpering. He instantly regretted it because it would bring Roxas's attention to him. He was pretending to be asleep. What if Roxas figured out that he was faking? He wouldn't be angry. He would ask why.
Sora wouldn't be able to answer that question.
There was a hand on his head, stroking his hair softly and the brunet couldn't help but smile and move towards that hand, desperate for that feeling of platonic contact which felt so good. He could imagine the soft smile on Roxas's face. But then that hand slid from his hair and across his face, tracing his features in a way that only a lover should. He fought not to freeze beneath those chilled fingers, forced himself to maintain that sleeping façade that Roxas had fallen for. The fingers rested on his lips for only a second but it felt like forever. Then they were pulled away as if they had been burned.
Sora held in a sigh of relief and shifted ever so slightly, letting out a soft snore. There was a tension around him that only he could feel and he desperately wished for Roxas to move away, to return to his place by the window. Eventually, the pressure around him left and Sora could breathe again.
He slit his eyes open the slightest bit and felt relief when he saw that Roxas's back was towards him. There was a feeling of fear growing inside of him, his lips tingled where Roxas had touched them and it took all of Sora's willpower not to scrub them.
He was terrified of the one person he thought that he could always trust. But he was even more afraid of himself, and what might happen if the truth ever came out.