[December 19] [Pacific Rim] Behind The Eyes
Title: Behind The Eyes
Day/Theme: 19) A season of hope coming out from the void
Series: Pacific Rim
Character/Pairing: Newt Geiszler
Rating: G
The silence was deafening. He didn’t notice until the hive mind was snuffed out. It left a cold, dark emptiness in his thoughts. Even that he didn’t notice that much while the humans celebrated and cheered around him. It wasn’t until his eyeballs were beginning to ache and his bones were throbbing that he went to his room to lay down just for awhile before rejoining the party that he noticed.
There was a deep silent void behind his eyes. Had his Drift with the kaiju done this to him? Had they infected his mind and now the tainted chunk was cut away, leaving an empty hole? Was this how Hansen felt? He had lost his son and Drift partner. Was he lying awake now too, with a gaping nothing yawning under his thoughts?
It was awful. It burned all along the tattered edges. Panic started to tug at him. He couldn’t breath. He wanted to pull the blankets over his head and scream. Then, there was a knock at the door and he froze. He knew immediately who it was and was torn between relief and something he didn’t have a word for yet.
“I know you’re awake,” came the irritated sigh. “And I know you know it’s me. Were you hoping for better company?”
“No!” he blurted as he scrambled for the door. “No. Come in. Please.”
He was clumsy with the door and he hadn’t locked it when he came in, so he accidentally locked it before getting it open. He was practically clawing at it when it finally swung open and Hermann stood there. He looked gaunt and exhausted and bone-deep cranky. Newt fell into his arms anyway. It felt like the sparks he used to rub his eyes to see when he was a kid went all through his head and then it settled.
There was a light in the darkness and a missing piece falling back into place. He still had his Drift partner, he realized.It was Hermann, not anything inhuman or monstrous. He wasn’t ruined or broken. He just had to turn a little so the two halves could fit together, like a stubborn jigsaw puzzle. And no one was a more stubborn puzzle than Hermann, who picked up the thought and glared at him. It made Newt laugh like always, and his relief was a comfort to them both.
Day/Theme: 19) A season of hope coming out from the void
Series: Pacific Rim
Character/Pairing: Newt Geiszler
Rating: G
The silence was deafening. He didn’t notice until the hive mind was snuffed out. It left a cold, dark emptiness in his thoughts. Even that he didn’t notice that much while the humans celebrated and cheered around him. It wasn’t until his eyeballs were beginning to ache and his bones were throbbing that he went to his room to lay down just for awhile before rejoining the party that he noticed.
There was a deep silent void behind his eyes. Had his Drift with the kaiju done this to him? Had they infected his mind and now the tainted chunk was cut away, leaving an empty hole? Was this how Hansen felt? He had lost his son and Drift partner. Was he lying awake now too, with a gaping nothing yawning under his thoughts?
It was awful. It burned all along the tattered edges. Panic started to tug at him. He couldn’t breath. He wanted to pull the blankets over his head and scream. Then, there was a knock at the door and he froze. He knew immediately who it was and was torn between relief and something he didn’t have a word for yet.
“I know you’re awake,” came the irritated sigh. “And I know you know it’s me. Were you hoping for better company?”
“No!” he blurted as he scrambled for the door. “No. Come in. Please.”
He was clumsy with the door and he hadn’t locked it when he came in, so he accidentally locked it before getting it open. He was practically clawing at it when it finally swung open and Hermann stood there. He looked gaunt and exhausted and bone-deep cranky. Newt fell into his arms anyway. It felt like the sparks he used to rub his eyes to see when he was a kid went all through his head and then it settled.
There was a light in the darkness and a missing piece falling back into place. He still had his Drift partner, he realized.It was Hermann, not anything inhuman or monstrous. He wasn’t ruined or broken. He just had to turn a little so the two halves could fit together, like a stubborn jigsaw puzzle. And no one was a more stubborn puzzle than Hermann, who picked up the thought and glared at him. It made Newt laugh like always, and his relief was a comfort to them both.