Dear Readers
I want to give a huge shout out to
nekocandy4life
Imagine wings
Scarlet201
Complexbeing
For liking my story, but especially nekocandy4life whose sweet words encouraged me to continue.
PS: I'm drinking two day old old coffee to finish this for you guys.
Your promises
Look like lies
dissect
Dishonest, repeat
Cry on my pillow
Cry while I sleep
As the dishonesty
Eats at me
Making me meek
Making me weak
Failures, betrayal
Stuck in jail
Kept in confines
As my heart
No longer beats
Because I died
In my sleep
- DNL235
Really, the stairs are still my only means of reaching him. I feel like a Disney prince, forging my way past a terrible fire breathing dragon to reach my princess, in this case prince.
I'm plagued by this weird feeling of dejá vu, i have been here, before, done this before. So why do I feel so this strange feeling in my heart, as if experiencing emotions that aren't mine, yet I'm expressing them, feeling them.
The devilish handsome knight in shinning armor continues trudging up the stairs, looking to his future need to descend , wanting to show the stairs whose boss. Knowing there's no need to hurry since his darling is safe and sound, sleeping in bed.
Then again I so should hurry, I love seeing his ' I'm sleeping face'. Squealing to himself, eager, filled to the brim with pure joy. Looking forward to his present in bed.
It's so ADORABLE, he looks like a fallen angel, MY ANGEL.
Reaching the top of the steps, thankful for being that much closer to his destination. Taking those last few strides, stepping in front of the door. Digging deep in his pockets, struggling to retrieve the keys to shove open the door.
Where are those damn keys, I'm sure Kisa's asleep. Ah ha, got you, tricky little devils. Pushing the portal open I'm relieved to see darkness, confirming try assumptions of my love muffin in dream land. Love muffin? WOW, I'm so glad I haven't said that out loud. OHHH, I feel some arms, guess I was wrong about someone being asleep. I don't know if that good or bad, but I LOVE it.
Turning on the lights I get a better view of my darlin'. He seems so shocked to see me, wonder why? Did he forget I was going to come over after work?
" Did you get off early? Wasn't expecting you for another three hours." Kisa looks so worn out, large bags under his eyes. I wonder why he appears so drained. I bet he been over doing it, stretching himself passed his limits. I hope after ' it' he would be easier on himself, but it's as if my darling was exceeding the maximum effort.
I couldn't help but stare " No, usual time. Are you alright, you don't look so good." I can tell with my own eyes, he isn't doing well, but I'm curious if is just going deny.
" No, that can't be right. I- I just went to bed." Love muffins features covered with confusion, stammering, almost sounds like there's fear in his voice.
Kisa slowly turns, checking the digital clock. It was faint , but I could just barely catch, him murmuring to himself quietly " that's not possible, I just laid down. I'm so sure, I know someone is playing a trick on me. This can't be poss- iable." voice trailing off, appearing unable to form a cohesive thought. Spinning around, face covered in terror. What did he just realize? He looks ghost white, paling by the second. I can't help but wonder if he has eaten, while suck in my own thought, he plummets, doubling over, as i dashing forward, catching the weightless figure.
" Kisa, Kisa, oh god what have you done to yourself, now?" More like how could he do this to me, AGAIN! WAIT, his eyelids are fluttering.
" Kisa, honey.." My voice trails off when I see him opening his mouth.
" I- I- I'm not dead, idiot, just tired." Why, how, angel you didn't have to wait for me. Oh, but none of that matters now, your alive.
" Your in my custody Mister, and I am officially taking tomorrow off" I was going to anyway, but I'll just tell him now, make it a treat. This only worsens my assumptions, what if still wants to die?
Ranting to the man in front of him, seriously trying to conceal the worry in his voice.
Wow, I sounded so squeaky, I only hope he didn't register the concern in my voice. Don't want to make teddy feel worse, so guilty as it is, but I can't fall apart. Long passed having enough time to break down, not when he needs me to pick him up, and dust him off, demanding myself to make him soar passed all this nonsense.
" No, you shouldn't. You have school and work, I've already imposed to much already." Wow, can't believe he has that expression on his face. It hurts, he just poured lemon juice on my paper cut. After expressing how I feel, it still hasn't gone through, haven't seeped in, but why not? Have given all I am, yet it's never appears to be enough.
" Don't worry, I've got plenty of sick days, and got my assignments early. So I could spend more time with you, because I love you, your my angel, my partner, my other half. I want all you have to offer honey bunches, all of you is MINE, and there's nothing I wouldn't do for you."
Losing control of his voice, allowing the hurt to seep out.
Kisa raises his face, to meet his lovers gaze, " Kou."
Shocked and exhilarated to hear his name, to have his angel use it for the first time.
" Yes... Kisa."
OMG, he said my name, maybe he has been listening, maybe I just haven't noticed.
" Let's go to bed."
WOW, he is reading my mind. Picking him up, like my precious child, caring him to bed. His arms feel so nice wrapped round my shoulders, feeling that they belong.
Yukina removes his jacket, flinging it across the room. Along with any other remaining garments. Sliding into bed, under the covers along side the man he loves. Wrapping his arms around him, looking forward to waking up together.
This is so heavenly, MY love monkey in my embrace. Snoozing away, this is all I want, this is all I will ever want.
So accustomed to rising early, Yukina wakes up, witnessing his angels sprawled out in his arms.
AHHH, he looks so cute, hell beyond that, adorable really. I mean look at his face, so serene, he seems so content. I don't wanna wake sugar puddin' up, but I desperately need to go release some fluids like no tomorrow. No Kou, you will hold it till your bladder bursts, NO disturbing the angel.
Continuing to stare at his partners facial expressions during his dormancy. Having long forgotten the urgent bladder situation. Completely content gazing down at his lover, until a sour expression creeps across his lovers features. No longer caring of disturbing his sleeping partner, beginning to shake his shoulders, hoping to rescue the sleeping beauty from eternal slumber.
My heart drops, as he cries out in fear, into sheer terror screaming. I continuing shaking his shoulders frantically, more violently as he doesn't seem to feel my touch.
His eyelids flutter open, his cries of terror dies away. Leaping into my arms, I firmly embrace the trembling figure. After a few moments the tension in his shoulders, along with quivering subsides.
Just as I thought he was about to detach himself, he clings tighter. Burrowing his face deeper into my unrobed chest, as he begins weeping violently. Caressing his back, as I try to comfort my terrified, convulsing darling, making his ghastly sobs only louder. Turning into a deafening battle cry, inhaling between sobs.
As his cries decrease in volume, ceasing a little after. His beautiful chocolate eyes, puffy and swollen, with fuchsia rims around his long lashes.
His overall demeanor is of a man that has been beaten, appearing broken, defeated.
Sliding into a more comfortable horizontal position, still glued my glistening body. As we cuddle, interlocking legs.
I'm desperate to know what happened, what's wrong. A burning desire in my skin, but to weary to talk at such a crucial moment, he's so delicate, so fragile. Yet ever vigilant of the slightest changes, guarding my precious love one, from anything, even himself.
I'm just so astray, nonetheless confident just my presence is helping the internal struggle. Nothing can deter me from the cherished embodiment in my arms.
I maybe aiding him physically, but I need to acquire a way to assist him emotionally as well. I aspire to offer all needs, and more, no matter the cost. Because if I want to cross a bridge, then I've got to pay the toll. He brings me such joy, I only yearn to do the same.
He may need some fixing, but I'm more then ready to repair any broken piece. Now and forever, as long as I live, as longs as he allow, I'll be here. Vowing to wait for the calm after the storm, patiently, no matter how long it takes.
" Kisa darling, my arms are always open, just hop in."
Content that I assured him of my sincerity and love, clamping him into my embrace, firmer, tighter, closer. Satisfied that a brighter future is just in reach.
Bad Things
When you came in the air went out.
And every shadow filled up with doubt.
I don't know who you think you are,
But before the night is through,
I wanna do bad things with you.
I'm the kind to sit up in his room.
Heart-sick and eyes filled up with blue.
I don't know what you've done to me,
But I know this much is true:
I wanna do bad things with you.
OK.
When you came in the air went out.
And all those shadows there, are filled up with doubt.
I don't know who you think you are,
But before the night is through,
I wanna do bad things with you.
I wanna do real bad things with you.
Ow, ooh.
I don't know what you've done to me,
But I know this much is true:
I wanna do bad things with you.
I wanna do real bad things with you.
- Jace Everett