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raikou/gau, drabble, 200words
Just once.
All they had to do was touch just once and all their inhibitions flew out the window. Just one touch and all he could hear was his voice saying, "Raikou-san, Raikou san..." Over and over in his ears. All he could smell was him, all he could feel was him. He was everywhere, all over.
Just once.
He'd wished this would happen. He only needed it just once. He didn't need anything more. Just this. This closeness. This intimacy. This warmth. He didn't care what he'd lose. All that mattered was what he would gain. Him. All of him. Mind. Body. Soul. His heart.
Just once.
They've only done it once. They haven't done it again. Unless you count the times their eyes meet, their fingers lace, their cheeks turn pink. The times when his head rests on his shoulder, or the times that he would tell him to stand back, I don't want you to get hurt. Or that one time, that one, brief moment, that they held hands under the table, while everyone else had too much to drink.
Just once did the whispered words pass through their lips. They didn't have to say it again. They knew it would last forever.
Just once.
All they had to do was touch just once and all their inhibitions flew out the window. Just one touch and all he could hear was his voice saying, "Raikou-san, Raikou san..." Over and over in his ears. All he could smell was him, all he could feel was him. He was everywhere, all over.
Just once.
He'd wished this would happen. He only needed it just once. He didn't need anything more. Just this. This closeness. This intimacy. This warmth. He didn't care what he'd lose. All that mattered was what he would gain. Him. All of him. Mind. Body. Soul. His heart.
Just once.
They've only done it once. They haven't done it again. Unless you count the times their eyes meet, their fingers lace, their cheeks turn pink. The times when his head rests on his shoulder, or the times that he would tell him to stand back, I don't want you to get hurt. Or that one time, that one, brief moment, that they held hands under the table, while everyone else had too much to drink.
Just once did the whispered words pass through their lips. They didn't have to say it again. They knew it would last forever.