[Drabble]:Cartoons (Part 12) -- Day 94
Title:Cartoons (Part 12)
Pairings:JunxNino
Genre:Angst
Rating:PG
Disclaimer:I own nothing but the plot
Word Count:889
Summary:I now know the reason why he kissed me.
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The first thing I felt as I came to consciousness was pain. It sent unending sensations to my head that I could hardly think straight. As I slightly moved my head to the side, the pain became worse and all I could see were random colored swirls behind my eyelids. I felt the need to scream, to tear my hair apart, but I could do neither. My body refused to move.
A second later, I hear a noise. I was unable to hear it earlier as I focused on the pain, but now it was loud and clear. The noise was a mix of childish talking, sound effects, and other annoying sounds usually found in cartoons. Someone must have changed it to the wrong channel -- I’m an adult for fuck’s sake. I stopped watching cartoons when I turned 16.
Damn, where am I? I feel like I’m being trapped by some serial killer taunting me with childish cartoons. Just as I was about to open my eyes, however, I kept them closed. There a new noise, one that sounded so familiar, except that it wasn’t from the cartoon. It sounded like two adult males talking to each other. My guess was right when the sound of the cartoons died.
“Is he going to be ok, sensei?” The first male asked, the voice that sounded awfully familiar to me. “Will he wake up soon?”
“We’re positive he will be...” The second man, who had a low voice, reassured. “But as soon as he wakes up, talk to him. Do anything to pull him away from his condition.”
“I will. Thank you, Hasegawa-sensei.”
Shortly after, footsteps echoed in the room followed by the sound of a door sliding close. I thought the both of them left, but I could hear someone breathing deeply as if he was trying to relax. Again, I attempted to open my eyes to see who this person was but something stopped me from doing so. A hand, a warm and soft hand, grabbed mines and tightly closed around it . I felt this person’s fingers play with mines, pinching my nails and touching every skin on it before he linked our fingers together. I was so tempted to pull away, to scream for help, but I found myself relaxing under the touch. Strangely, it got rid of the pain in my head.
“Urgn...” I groaned, pretending to wake up to make it seem less awkward. As soon as I did so, this person pulled away and I couldn’t help but frown at the loss of warmth. “Where... am I?”
“Nino... you’re awake!”
At the sound of the voice, my eyes opened as wide as they could. I was right, it came from someone familiar. I thought... I... I began to tear up and my mouth refused to work right. In my mind, there were thousands of questions to ask but it won’t come out.
“Nino?” He frowned, his eyes coated with worry. “Is everything alright? Do want me to call the doctor?” He looked at me once more when my mouth was still frozen over. As he was about to call for help, however, my arms acted on their own and grabbed for his body. It was an awkward embrace, but his existence was more important to me.
Then my mouth began to work again.
“I... I thought you died, Jun... I saw you. The blood... your body...” I mumbled as I cried on his shirt. “I really thought you died...”
I felt his body slightly push in as he sighed and slid down to face me. “You were afraid, Nino. You were only seeing things, and I’m here aren’t I? The man who killed him is already in jail...Now don’t cry anymore,” He whispered softly as he wiped away my tears with his thumbs, “It’s not good to cry.”
I couldn’t help but laugh. The words he’s saying now was kind of ironic since he always let me cry on him. “I thought it was ok to you... If you haven’t noticed, I’ve soaked your shirts so many times.”
Jun smiled back in response. The worried look in his eyes were no longer there, but it shined more when he looked at me. I can clearly see myself in his eyes as if I’m the only one in his view. I knew right away what he felt, and how he felt about me. It must be the reason why he kissed me... I hate myself. Why didn’t I realize this before? Even though I know of it now, I’m not sure of how I should react or respond back. But how long? How long had he felt that way about me?
I quickly pulled away when I sensed he was about to kiss me again. Now wasn’t the right moment, I thought, I don’t think I’ll ever be ready again.
“I’m sorry,” Jun laughed uneasily as he pulled himself from my arms. “I shouldn’t have done that.”
I forced a smile. “It’s ok. It's not like I'm not going to hold anything against you... But I'm glad you're here Jun. Stay and watch cartoons with me."
"O-ok."
Jun eventually stayed, but he sat far away from me. But I couldn't care less since Doraemon was on -- it was my favorite cartoon growing up.
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A/N: I was going to post Hey, What's This Feeling? But I got so lazy in the day until I realized spring break is almost over. :(. I'll try to write three chapters tonight.
Comments are <3!
Day 93 | Day 95
Pairings:JunxNino
Genre:Angst
Rating:PG
Disclaimer:I own nothing but the plot
Word Count:889
Summary:I now know the reason why he kissed me.
Fanfic Masterpost
1-100 Masterpost
++++++++++
The first thing I felt as I came to consciousness was pain. It sent unending sensations to my head that I could hardly think straight. As I slightly moved my head to the side, the pain became worse and all I could see were random colored swirls behind my eyelids. I felt the need to scream, to tear my hair apart, but I could do neither. My body refused to move.
A second later, I hear a noise. I was unable to hear it earlier as I focused on the pain, but now it was loud and clear. The noise was a mix of childish talking, sound effects, and other annoying sounds usually found in cartoons. Someone must have changed it to the wrong channel -- I’m an adult for fuck’s sake. I stopped watching cartoons when I turned 16.
Damn, where am I? I feel like I’m being trapped by some serial killer taunting me with childish cartoons. Just as I was about to open my eyes, however, I kept them closed. There a new noise, one that sounded so familiar, except that it wasn’t from the cartoon. It sounded like two adult males talking to each other. My guess was right when the sound of the cartoons died.
“Is he going to be ok, sensei?” The first male asked, the voice that sounded awfully familiar to me. “Will he wake up soon?”
“We’re positive he will be...” The second man, who had a low voice, reassured. “But as soon as he wakes up, talk to him. Do anything to pull him away from his condition.”
“I will. Thank you, Hasegawa-sensei.”
Shortly after, footsteps echoed in the room followed by the sound of a door sliding close. I thought the both of them left, but I could hear someone breathing deeply as if he was trying to relax. Again, I attempted to open my eyes to see who this person was but something stopped me from doing so. A hand, a warm and soft hand, grabbed mines and tightly closed around it . I felt this person’s fingers play with mines, pinching my nails and touching every skin on it before he linked our fingers together. I was so tempted to pull away, to scream for help, but I found myself relaxing under the touch. Strangely, it got rid of the pain in my head.
“Urgn...” I groaned, pretending to wake up to make it seem less awkward. As soon as I did so, this person pulled away and I couldn’t help but frown at the loss of warmth. “Where... am I?”
“Nino... you’re awake!”
At the sound of the voice, my eyes opened as wide as they could. I was right, it came from someone familiar. I thought... I... I began to tear up and my mouth refused to work right. In my mind, there were thousands of questions to ask but it won’t come out.
“Nino?” He frowned, his eyes coated with worry. “Is everything alright? Do want me to call the doctor?” He looked at me once more when my mouth was still frozen over. As he was about to call for help, however, my arms acted on their own and grabbed for his body. It was an awkward embrace, but his existence was more important to me.
Then my mouth began to work again.
“I... I thought you died, Jun... I saw you. The blood... your body...” I mumbled as I cried on his shirt. “I really thought you died...”
I felt his body slightly push in as he sighed and slid down to face me. “You were afraid, Nino. You were only seeing things, and I’m here aren’t I? The man who killed him is already in jail...Now don’t cry anymore,” He whispered softly as he wiped away my tears with his thumbs, “It’s not good to cry.”
I couldn’t help but laugh. The words he’s saying now was kind of ironic since he always let me cry on him. “I thought it was ok to you... If you haven’t noticed, I’ve soaked your shirts so many times.”
Jun smiled back in response. The worried look in his eyes were no longer there, but it shined more when he looked at me. I can clearly see myself in his eyes as if I’m the only one in his view. I knew right away what he felt, and how he felt about me. It must be the reason why he kissed me... I hate myself. Why didn’t I realize this before? Even though I know of it now, I’m not sure of how I should react or respond back. But how long? How long had he felt that way about me?
I quickly pulled away when I sensed he was about to kiss me again. Now wasn’t the right moment, I thought, I don’t think I’ll ever be ready again.
“I’m sorry,” Jun laughed uneasily as he pulled himself from my arms. “I shouldn’t have done that.”
I forced a smile. “It’s ok. It's not like I'm not going to hold anything against you... But I'm glad you're here Jun. Stay and watch cartoons with me."
"O-ok."
Jun eventually stayed, but he sat far away from me. But I couldn't care less since Doraemon was on -- it was my favorite cartoon growing up.
~~~~~
A/N: I was going to post Hey, What's This Feeling? But I got so lazy in the day until I realized spring break is almost over. :(. I'll try to write three chapters tonight.
Comments are <3!
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