'hazard' - [Aoi/Ruki] 1/1
Title: hazard
Pairing: Aoi/Ruki (one-sided), Aoi/Uruha (one-sided)
Genre: Drama, romance
Synopsis: In which Ruki picks up after the first ring.
Notes: I found this in my tumblr archive and decided to spruce it up a bit and post it here :D The next chapter of Lion (and All My Pieces, due to newfound inspiration) will be up soon!
i.
Aoi was never safe.
He's ghost bones, accelerators, and drops of arsenic.
Stark crimson stains his lips -
chapped and torn from smoking cigarettes too hard
and saying i-love-you's too fast.
With a chaste kiss to his midnights, he coils his heart tight along snapped strings and empty flasks, fingers hovering over familiar numbers (Kou-Uru-Shima) until there's not enough darkness left to hide beneath
His thumb slips, dialing the wrong number. But when Ruki picks up, it's not a rush of "never mind, it's not you that I -" -- Aoi presses his lips closer against the receiver and breathes in.
ii.
"You're so fucking wasted, Aoi."
"I can't let you, Aoi."
"I'm not him, Aoi."
"Fuck, Aoi."
iii.
Because he's the one who smashes his lips against the mic at impromptu moments and screams, static choking him - and making his mouth tingle with promises he would have loved to whisper as they laid there, tangled in those black sheets and short blond-red-brown hair and what-if-but-what-if.
And he would have loved to whisper into his collarbone as they both brushed against the sweet little death:
Taka - because Aoi knows what it feels like to wish and hope and count fickle comets for something that keeps slipping from your grasp, knows the younger is pleading behind his closed eyes and shaking pants as the world rattles apart - shima.
:.:.:
A/N: Ahh. Pining love is my favorite love.
I feel bad for not posting anything in awhile.. So, I have a couple of random drabbles in my documents that never fit into any of my oneshots, so maybe I'll post them in the meantime as I continue writing Lion (and All My Pieces). Hmm..
Anyways, I hope you all enjoyed this mini-drabble! <33
Pairing: Aoi/Ruki (one-sided), Aoi/Uruha (one-sided)
Genre: Drama, romance
Synopsis: In which Ruki picks up after the first ring.
Notes: I found this in my tumblr archive and decided to spruce it up a bit and post it here :D The next chapter of Lion (and All My Pieces, due to newfound inspiration) will be up soon!
i.
Aoi was never safe.
He's ghost bones, accelerators, and drops of arsenic.
Stark crimson stains his lips -
chapped and torn from smoking cigarettes too hard
and saying i-love-you's too fast.
With a chaste kiss to his midnights, he coils his heart tight along snapped strings and empty flasks, fingers hovering over familiar numbers (Kou-Uru-Shima) until there's not enough darkness left to hide beneath
His thumb slips, dialing the wrong number. But when Ruki picks up, it's not a rush of "never mind, it's not you that I -" -- Aoi presses his lips closer against the receiver and breathes in.
ii.
"You're so fucking wasted, Aoi."
"I can't let you, Aoi."
"I'm not him, Aoi."
"Fuck, Aoi."
iii.
Because he's the one who smashes his lips against the mic at impromptu moments and screams, static choking him - and making his mouth tingle with promises he would have loved to whisper as they laid there, tangled in those black sheets and short blond-red-brown hair and what-if-but-what-if.
And he would have loved to whisper into his collarbone as they both brushed against the sweet little death:
Taka - because Aoi knows what it feels like to wish and hope and count fickle comets for something that keeps slipping from your grasp, knows the younger is pleading behind his closed eyes and shaking pants as the world rattles apart - shima.
:.:.:
A/N: Ahh. Pining love is my favorite love.
I feel bad for not posting anything in awhile.. So, I have a couple of random drabbles in my documents that never fit into any of my oneshots, so maybe I'll post them in the meantime as I continue writing Lion (and All My Pieces). Hmm..
Anyways, I hope you all enjoyed this mini-drabble! <33