[One-shot] Moments
Title: Moments
Author: cchristianee
Beta: None
Pairing: Akame
Rating: PG
Genre: failedAngst /songfic
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters. Nor do I have any rights to claim this song as my own.
Summary: Jin's tired. And maybe, if only just a little, regrets some things.
A/N: A song inspired fic that I threw together.
Moments
Entering the room, Jin sat down on the couch. The lights had been turned off, and he didn't bother turning them back on. He was exhausted. He groaned as he rested his back against the soft material. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. This was too much. It was getting too hard.
Now I'm standing in this room
remember the day I was your groom
All I ever wanted I had in you
He let his hand slowly slide over the fabric that was covering the couch. It wasn't what he wanted to feel at all. It didn't feel the same. He wanted that feeling, of that particular couch. The couch he knew all too well, but that he hadn't seen in months. Or maybe it was the person that used to sit there next to him he missed.
And I don't regret the day
when I told you I would stay
Your sweet kiss on the couch by night
Of course he knew. The hell he cared about some stupid couch. Sighing he lay down. Looking out the window he saw the city lights of New York. He knew they were beautiful, he just couldn't see it tonight. Too much was missing from the picture. He wanted those moments back. Those special moments.
Joyful moments
Secrets that we shared
the love we made
Turning to lie on his back, he rested his arm against his forehead. It wasn't the right city. He was too far away from that place. Sure New York was awesome, but it just wasn't right. He knew of a much better place. He wanted to be there. But of course he couldn't. He had to stay here.
I wanna say that I'm sorry for a thousand things
but I'm much too far away.
I wanna be with you, love
so I'm sorry that I can't come home
He just needed one night. One night, where he wouldn't think of those moments. Those oh so joyful moments. The feeling of love and admiration. A night he wouldn't remember the voice he tried so hard to forget, if only to stay sane.
Mmmh, joyful moments
Secrets that we shared
the love we made
There were so many things he had wanted to say. Things he needed to say. That was probably one of the few things he regretted. Not having said those feelings. If only it hadn't been too late by now. But it was. He had ran out of time a very long time ago.
I wanna say that I'm sorry for a thousand things
but I'm much too far away
I wanna be with you, love
so I'm sorry that I can't come home
Staring at the ceiling his eyelids grew heavy. This wasn't how it was suppose to feel to have your dream come true. Yet, this was how he had felt for a couple of weeks, if not months. Knowing that he'd fall asleep any second now, he considered going to bed. But his body disagreed. He knew what would come when he closed his eyes to sleep. Who would accompany him in his dreams.
I wanna be with you, love
Oh, there's no doubt he missed him more than anything. He chuckled bitterly as he closed his eyes and drew a deep breath.
.. so I'm sorry that I can't come home.
“I'm sorry.. Really.”