sober for Christmas? saga/shou
Title: Sober for Christmas?
Pairing: Saga/Shou
Disclaimer: yes in my wardrobe next to my Lolita boots. xD
Violence, domestic abuse [unbeta-ed]
The wine bottle came flying towards his face
Saga sat at the table waiting for Shou to come home, he stares at the clock as it ticks towards 10pm. He made dinner 2 hours ago believing Shou would come home on time like he said he would. But it’s obviously another broken promise. Saga tries to convince himself that maybe the car broke down or traffic but somewhere in his heart he knew the truth.
The loud banging of the front door confirms his fears and he glances at the dark figure stumbling in. Feeling his way around the dark room, Shou swears at the darkness demanding why there wasn’t any light. Saga just sits still trying to hold back his tears, Shou also broke another promise. He wasn’t sober for Christmas or any day at all ever since the band broke up 6 months ago. Shou manages to the table and uses it to get his balance, he glances at the turkey, vegetables and lit candles and makes a grab for the red wine bottle. Saga sees it coming and attempts to grab it before he does and fails. Shou tries to open it and fails, pissed off he throws it. Saga attempts to dodge it as the wine bottle came flying towards his face.
Red wine splatters the walls and floors and glass shards slice into Saga’s pale cheeks and warmth runs down his cold wet cheeks. Saga tries to hold back his tears and backs away from the raging Shou. Shou stands there still and silent watching the wine spread throughout the carpet then he stares at Saga. Saga’s heart beats faster and he makes a run for the door, tonight was worst than normal and this meant he had to get out before Shou could reach him. He trips over the coffee table and falls to the ground, Shou grabs his hair and drags him into the kitchen without saying a word. Even though he looks fragile and weak when drunk Shou inflicts unimaginable pain and horrors. Saga struggles harder as he sees Shou’s hand reach for their knife draw knowing what’s going to happen.
The alcohol makes Shou misjudge the distance and he stumbles forwards, his death grip on Saga’s hair loosening a bit. This gives Saga the room to move around and bite into his hand, the sudden pain makes Shou lose his grip and Saga stumbles towards the door. Not daring to look back in case he was behind him. Running out of their apartment and into the streets of Tokyo with nothing on but sweat pants and a shirt, Saga runs through the snow covered streets and towards his only haven, Aoi’s place.
It’s over, Shou promised that he would be sober for Christmas and he broke that like so many others. Saga cries as he continues to run, he loves Shou but he love for him died long ago when it was replaced but fear.
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Right now I am on holidays meaning I’ll be writing non stop fics!! Yay! BUT im only good at one shots meaning even though many say I should write chap fics [which I wish could] I cannot BECAUSE I lack skills in chap fics. My ideas run dry [like in exams] and I cannot join the chaps up properly [f**k >.<] because! I am a NOOB writer. I cry over chap fics because my ideas don’t reach into my word doc *cries*
So I MIGHT attempt a proper one in the distant future…ALSO I NEED A BETA SO BADLY =.=” [another reason for no chap fics]
Farewell!
~Hirachan