(drabble) goodbye
Title: Goodbye
Pairing: Inoobu
Rating: PG
Genre: Angst
From the first time we’re together.. I always know, that our love won’t last long.
I press the doorknob and slowly push the door to our bedroom. He was already sleeping soundly on our bed, clutching to the blanket. I silently entered the bedroom and carefully closed the door, not to make any sound and annoyed his sleep.
But, he somehow noticed my presence, he shifted his body, like he was making room for me on his side.
“Hnng Kei.. Come here…” he said, hoarsely. His eyes still closed and it feels like he was halfway from his dream.
I also doubt it.. the word of love. Is it really love? For me from him?
I walk to him, obeying his words. I sit on the bedside and watch him sleeping. He looked so peaceful.. yet.. so lonely.
His eyes never see me. He always have that longing eyes, like he was searching, like he was waiting.
I know… he still in love.. with him.
I let my body fall on the bed silently, so that he wouldn’t be distracted from his peaceful yet lonely sleep. His arm is stretched to my position, like he was showing me the place I should lie down. I moved to his side, sleeping on his arm, facing his bare chest.
It already been 3 months we’re living like this. Every day we would be smiling and talking to each other, caring like other couples do. And everynight we would be sleeping on this bed together. But never, he ever looked deep into my eyes.
I snuggled up, so that my face is right in front of his and I used my hand as a support for my head.
I watched his sleeping face. His eyes are closed, and his bangs are covering his eyes. His body was moving as he inhale and exhale through his nose. His lips are red like a cherry. He looked so natural and innocent.
I used my other hand to traced his lips lightly, wondering how it would feel.. when he finally really kiss me with his heart, not just an act.
My hand reached for his hair, I ruffled it lightly, affectionately, which he never did. I brought his head to my chest, and I hug him dearly as I closed my eyes, wondering how it would feel.. when he finally loved me.
Somehow.. his hands are moving, reaching for my waist, and he hug me back.
I feel.. like I can fly to heaven right now.
I hid my face on his hair and I kiss him, pouring all the love I’ve been holding for him for years, tho he.. never reply.. even now, when we were cuddling like this.
“Hnngg… Hika…” he mumbled.
I know.
I’m not the one he’s hugging in his dream. I’m not the one he’s wishing.
I am… only substitute.
Even feeling hurt.. is something that I have to bear everynight.
Once again I hug him tightly as I kissed his forehead. He also replied me with tightening his hug. But then, I loosen my hand, and I forced his hands to release me slowly, that he wouldn’t even get hurt in his dream.
I moved to the farthest edge of the bed slowly, but my eyes never leave him.
For the last time, I watched his peaceful yet lonely sleeping face, and I stood up. I turned my body, my back to him, and I walked slowly.. to our door.
From the first time we were together.. I always prepared.. to say goodbye.
“So.. goodbye, Kou” I whispered to him, as my trembling hand pulled the door carefully till it made a 'click' sound that told me that it was perfectly closed. That I hope I could perfectly close the door of my heart that always belong to him too.
"Go back to him."
And then I run, fastly, before I change my mind.. and want to go back to that hug.. which always feel so cold.
Note: been into failed angst lately orz
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Pairing: Inoobu
Rating: PG
Genre: Angst
From the first time we’re together.. I always know, that our love won’t last long.
I press the doorknob and slowly push the door to our bedroom. He was already sleeping soundly on our bed, clutching to the blanket. I silently entered the bedroom and carefully closed the door, not to make any sound and annoyed his sleep.
But, he somehow noticed my presence, he shifted his body, like he was making room for me on his side.
“Hnng Kei.. Come here…” he said, hoarsely. His eyes still closed and it feels like he was halfway from his dream.
I also doubt it.. the word of love. Is it really love? For me from him?
I walk to him, obeying his words. I sit on the bedside and watch him sleeping. He looked so peaceful.. yet.. so lonely.
His eyes never see me. He always have that longing eyes, like he was searching, like he was waiting.
I know… he still in love.. with him.
I let my body fall on the bed silently, so that he wouldn’t be distracted from his peaceful yet lonely sleep. His arm is stretched to my position, like he was showing me the place I should lie down. I moved to his side, sleeping on his arm, facing his bare chest.
It already been 3 months we’re living like this. Every day we would be smiling and talking to each other, caring like other couples do. And everynight we would be sleeping on this bed together. But never, he ever looked deep into my eyes.
I snuggled up, so that my face is right in front of his and I used my hand as a support for my head.
I watched his sleeping face. His eyes are closed, and his bangs are covering his eyes. His body was moving as he inhale and exhale through his nose. His lips are red like a cherry. He looked so natural and innocent.
I used my other hand to traced his lips lightly, wondering how it would feel.. when he finally really kiss me with his heart, not just an act.
My hand reached for his hair, I ruffled it lightly, affectionately, which he never did. I brought his head to my chest, and I hug him dearly as I closed my eyes, wondering how it would feel.. when he finally loved me.
Somehow.. his hands are moving, reaching for my waist, and he hug me back.
I feel.. like I can fly to heaven right now.
I hid my face on his hair and I kiss him, pouring all the love I’ve been holding for him for years, tho he.. never reply.. even now, when we were cuddling like this.
“Hnngg… Hika…” he mumbled.
I know.
I’m not the one he’s hugging in his dream. I’m not the one he’s wishing.
I am… only substitute.
Even feeling hurt.. is something that I have to bear everynight.
Once again I hug him tightly as I kissed his forehead. He also replied me with tightening his hug. But then, I loosen my hand, and I forced his hands to release me slowly, that he wouldn’t even get hurt in his dream.
I moved to the farthest edge of the bed slowly, but my eyes never leave him.
For the last time, I watched his peaceful yet lonely sleeping face, and I stood up. I turned my body, my back to him, and I walked slowly.. to our door.
From the first time we were together.. I always prepared.. to say goodbye.
“So.. goodbye, Kou” I whispered to him, as my trembling hand pulled the door carefully till it made a 'click' sound that told me that it was perfectly closed. That I hope I could perfectly close the door of my heart that always belong to him too.
"Go back to him."
And then I run, fastly, before I change my mind.. and want to go back to that hug.. which always feel so cold.
Note: been into failed angst lately orz
.