Next Day - Karyu/HIZUMI - Drabble
Title: Next Day
Chapters: 02/??, Drabble
Author: maazuki_kei
Genre: Angst? I'm not sure ^^;;
Warning(s): Male on Male
Rating: G
Pairing/Characters: Karyu/HIZUMI (Hizu POV)
Band(s): D'espairsRay
Synopsis: Was it a mistake?
Disclaimer: Ah, I do not own these beautiful men. (If I owned HIZUMI my life would be complete and I wouldn't be writing this since I would be too busy sexing him. xD) I make no profit whatsoever on this entirely fictional piece of writing.
Comments: It's almost midnight. So I decided to take the cheap route and make a drabble connected to yesterday's. I might continue it more tomorrow... but who knows?
Last night I had someone tell me they love me. And I returned the words. Now that I’m fully awake, I realize he’s not beside me. Makes sense, we have to go to the studio today. Get up, take a shower, get dressed. Out the door. And I’m actually a few minutes early. I settle into a chair when you come strolling by. I think about getting up but then I notice you won’t even bare me a glance. All day it’s like that. You don’t even speak to me. When the day’s over, heart racing, I ask: “What’s wrong?”
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Chapters: 02/??, Drabble
Author: maazuki_kei
Genre: Angst? I'm not sure ^^;;
Warning(s): Male on Male
Rating: G
Pairing/Characters: Karyu/HIZUMI (Hizu POV)
Band(s): D'espairsRay
Synopsis: Was it a mistake?
Disclaimer: Ah, I do not own these beautiful men. (If I owned HIZUMI my life would be complete and I wouldn't be writing this since I would be too busy sexing him. xD) I make no profit whatsoever on this entirely fictional piece of writing.
Comments: It's almost midnight. So I decided to take the cheap route and make a drabble connected to yesterday's. I might continue it more tomorrow... but who knows?
Last night I had someone tell me they love me. And I returned the words. Now that I’m fully awake, I realize he’s not beside me. Makes sense, we have to go to the studio today. Get up, take a shower, get dressed. Out the door. And I’m actually a few minutes early. I settle into a chair when you come strolling by. I think about getting up but then I notice you won’t even bare me a glance. All day it’s like that. You don’t even speak to me. When the day’s over, heart racing, I ask: “What’s wrong?”
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