Of Nightmares and Promises Chapter 4: Laxus
Miraxus Week 2021 Day 1: Wink, Day 3: Star-crossed Lovers, & Day 4: Winter.
What should I say, wouldn’t she be surprised
I waited so much for today.
In this coming season, I’ll come to you.
Everything that passes by makes me nervous as if they are new to me
Even the scenery that seems like it will overflow
It feels like today’s gift, it makes me happy
- Super Junior-K.R.Y. - The Way Back To You
Laxus clutched the side handles, his limbs shaking as he disembarked the 2-hour train ride from hell. The world spun; vomit threatened to rise to his throat; yet he forced himself to put one foot in front of the other, out the open door to his reprieve. I dare you, he mentally challenged his supposedly non-existent motion sickness.
An eternity seemed to pass before – at long last – his feet touched solid ground again. Slowly, his head stopped swirling and the turbulent waves inside his stomach began to settle.
His torture was finally over.
Opening his eyes, he caught a child glancing at the train, then at him. The boy regarded him oddly with furrowed brows and pursed lips, as though he was a weird specimen who had just emerged from the train. Perhaps he had never seen someone as handsome or bulky as him?
The boy’s eyes glinted with undisguised amusement and then – in a completely unexpected move – burst into giggles beside his clueless mother.
Belatedly, the pieces clicked in his mind. His cheeks flushed with heat. Indignation flared in him at the growing awkwardness he felt. He was Laxus Dreyar, for God’s sake.
A distraction. He needed a distraction.
Clearing his throat, he pretended to search inside his sling bag. His fingers brushed against the polished wood of a pair of chopsticks and the silk encasing it – the unofficial reward from his mission.
“Why two pairs?” he asked, reluctantly accepting the two sets of silk-covered chopsticks from the requester’s mother.
“One for you, one for her.”
“W-who?” He had never mentioned anyone.
The elderly lady simply eyed him sharply. “You know who.”
Only one person came to mind for the symbolic gift. A fluttering sensation stirred up in his chest; his heartbeat picked up rhythm at the prospect of giving the gift to its owner. Growing up as a Dreyar, there were very few times when he lacked confidence. His arse of a father denied him that luxury. Yet, all at once, foreign insecurities and doubts assaulted him.
Was the item too simple? Would she like it? What if she rejected him?
He gave himself a mental shake. What if, what if, what if – they would go on forever if he entertained the possibilities. No longer would his cowardice or hesitance stand in the way between them. Life would not merely happen to him – he would make life happen.
A small smile graced his lips as anticipation bloomed over meeting her again.
I’m on my way back to you, Mira.
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Like this season, you’re so beautiful.
Passing the time I missed you, I come back to you.
I’ll come see you, yeah.”
- Super Junior-K.R.Y. - The Way Back To You
Sunlight streamed in between the pink cloud of gently swaying sakura branches. Fragrant petals of youthful rosy shades slowly descended with the soft nudge of a breeze. Under the shade of those scenic trees, he found a woman who was just as beautiful as them, if not more.
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Chapter 1: Juvia | Chapter 2: Gray | Chapter 3: Jellal
Of Nightmares and Promises is a collection of oneshots with nightmares and promises being the central theme. Although Chap 1 and 2 are twoshots, it is not necessary to read them in order.