He draws me closer, and tucks my head under his chin. Just like how he used to comfort me in the past. And I want, I want so so badly, to take comfort in the gesture.
I want to just give in and cry quietly against him. Like I'd only done maybe twice in the past, and once was just from hysterical sleep deprivation, over caffeination, and malnourishment. The other time was over a death in my family, someone I should have been closer to, but never took the opportunity to really know, thanks to my work.
I lean into him, pretending I can feel his warmth, hear the steady beat of his heart. I shake, trembling like I am crying, and my avatar wavers slightly again.
"I'm scared, Kurorin." My voice is surprisingly even, if soft and small.
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Date: 2012-11-28 01:38 am (UTC)I want to just give in and cry quietly against him. Like I'd only done maybe twice in the past, and once was just from hysterical sleep deprivation, over caffeination, and malnourishment. The other time was over a death in my family, someone I should have been closer to, but never took the opportunity to really know, thanks to my work.
I lean into him, pretending I can feel his warmth, hear the steady beat of his heart. I shake, trembling like I am crying, and my avatar wavers slightly again.
"I'm scared, Kurorin." My voice is surprisingly even, if soft and small.