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This could smack me and I would say thank you.
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Midnight.
Midnight, one of the times in the day where the mind rambles on and on like a fiddle in a play. The brain can be a huge enemy towards oneself, you can become your worst enemy, you hide the shadow of guilt and shame, a much better and more likable person you would rather be.
That is what Himari Kichiro thought, a young man starting to live his life from the ground up from his bootstraps. A boy from the countryside coming into Tokyo with family and no friends, only to be met with pleasant faces and delicious cuisines, a boy who never got the chance to blossom like the child he used to be, now he was a mere shell, a person who works for an underground facility.
Kichiro was alone, stuck in his own solitude and sulking in the corner of his bedroom. His fingers ran through the streaks of black and blond hair slowly as his different colored eyes fixated on his surroundings, what he heard, what he felt, what he smelled, every single of his five senses was in overdrive and it drove him insane.
His feet slowly dragged across the smooth, gentle carpet floor, as if they were a pillow of comfort and ease. The back of his head touching the cold, dry wall, not as comfortable as the carpet but nonetheless, it was something also that distracted him from his gloomy, lonesome aura. He heard footsteps, one, three, five, the numbers kept going higher as the more people his ears would pick up on, they also heard laughter, giggling, conversations, many more things that he would wish he never had heard.
Those moments would now become a blur, his mind distracted him with vivid memories of his childhood. The screaming, the wailing, the pleading. He jolted out of fear once the door opened, immediately going into survival mode and picking up a pillow before tip-toeing to the living room to see his roommate and boyfriend, Hoshino Tsubaki, setting down a few bags, smiling peacefully and then glancing over to see him frantic.
Immediately dropping everything, he rushed over to his aid, no injuries which was a relief, the raven-haired male was just about to ask him if he was okay until he grew flustered from how close they were, Tsubaki took a few steps back before apologizing with panic and had a slight blush on his face with an anxious smile. There was no reaction from Kichiro, besides craving that touch and amount of worry from his roommate, however that would make things awkward, tense and they would probably become something they would both want, but.. How?
“Hey,” Tsubaki started, fiddling with the hem of his shirt before picking up a bag of fast food he got.
“Wanna watch some anime and eat together?”
The blond’s ears became pink, then red as he accepted the offer with little hesitation, but as soon as the raven grabbed onto his hand, he felt the amount of anxiety and sorrow he felt in his heart had washed away, just from the touch and gestures alone he felt so safe.. So secure.. So.. Head over heels for a single person..
When they set up for their little dinner date, the air felt way more different than it was when Kichiro was alone, a piece of his heart was placed all back together when Tsubaki walked through that door with that blessing of a smile of his.. Now he was thinking of his new lover. How pathetic does he sound..?
That cute smile.
Those freckles that are dazzled across his face.
His beautiful green eyes.
That kissable scar on the right side of his eye.
There was so much more Kichiro could think of, but his mind was going so fast, he didn’t even realize that he was so close to the person he was with, laying on top of him as the anime played as background, his eyes slightly shut closed but struggling to stay open. He could hear Tsubaki stifle his laugh, watching the blond struggle as he was fighting his sleep like a toddler on a Saturday night.
“Had a rough day?” The raven whispered softly.
Even his voice was like a drug..
“...Yeah.” He responds back, curling up to his lover more.
“Don’t fight your sleep. Okay?”
Kichiro fell silent, his soft snores sounding like purrs against Tsubaki’s clothes, a few tears slipped through his eye sockets, feeling that sense of security and warmth just from the raven’s presence alone. Meanwhile, Tsubaki felt a wave of betterness and comfort, he too closed his eyes after putting the food back in the bag and just watched as his lover’s lips curved into a smile, just seeing him finally feel the happiness that he’s been wanting to feel for so long was just a miracle to see with his eyes.
“I’m so happy that we got to be together. Even after everything that we’ve gone through together.” He whispers to himself, giving the blond a gentle kiss before falling asleep right with his partner.
Prompt 3
The blond, angered and heartbroken, ran his fingers through his hair, and then looked at his crew, then at the debris all over the city. He needed to get the job done, but he also wanted to clear his head. He misses the Villain, he misses his lover’s warmth and how bad this separation anxiety was killing him on the inside..
A hand was gently placed on his shoulder, and that’s when he snapped back into the real world and glanced over to see a friend of his, staring at him with concern. The blond brushed the hand away, gesturing to the said friend to go home, but they refused to even move a muscle.
“I know you miss him.”
The Hero slightly glares at his friend, but couldn’t fight back the tears as both started to walk away from the messy part of the city and then be watched by the people of the city he lived in. The same city the Villain destroyed as well..
“Don’t beat yourself up over it, you’ll get him next time..” They commented with a small smile.
“Everyone knows.. They know that I’m.. In love with the Villain.. We were supposed to keep it a secret but I didn’t see him for almost a year or so..” The blond explained, making millions of attempts to not choke on his own tears once again.
“Don’t you know him personally? As friends?”
“We’re more than friends.. We’re lovers..”
The Hero slowly shifted out of his heroic attire within the snap of a finger, wearing a light blue long sleeved shirt with a graphic design on the back, having a few sets of jewelry, mostly having rings on his fingers, dark blue jeans and low top tennis shoes. The friend sighs as they bring the blond closer to their side, order for the paramedics and firefighters to come passing by.
News spread like wildfire, seeing the aftermath and recordings of the Hero and the Villain’s interaction with each other, the Hero screaming at his group about the said Villain. Hero this Villain that, it was all too much information and unneeded drama that the blond didn’t have time for.
The friend knew this, so what better way to cheer him up was to bring him to a local Starbucks in the area where he lived close by, immediately, he felt eyes staring at him, he wanted to go home. He wanted the Villain right by his side to comfort him. He just wants to go home..
“Hey, tell me what you want before you go sit down.” The friend whispered to him.
“Just a caramel latte.. Please.” He ordered with a plea.
And with that, the friend jogged into the waiting line, as for the blond, he took a seat near the closest exit possible, bouncing his leg rapidly as the news just kept going for hours and hours.. Why wouldn’t anybody shut up about the Hero and the Villain already.. Move on.. He was growing impatient, looking around to see his friend ordering a massive drink-feast fit for a queen and her subordinates, he growled and decided to scroll through his social media with an annoyed glare.
There was nothing new about social media, however people were now talking about the situation that’s happening currently and it couldn’t get anymore frustrating, he then went to his posts, seeing that of course, he didn’t post much about his personal life..
“Do you mind if I sit next to you, firefly?”
The Hero’s eyes widened to the sound of a familiar voice, his head turned around as swiftly as he could see the Villain’s normal attire. Those soft brown eyes, his raven waves of messy bed hair, and his all-black “bad-boy” outfit, black boots, ripped up jeans, torn up jacket and a white t-shirt. He was also wearing a face mask, something new that even the Hero noticed because his lover never wore such a thing, but why today? The blond male looked over to see that outside was his red and black motorcycle, the same one that he always rides every day. The Hero sighed in relief but then looked over to his partner.
The Villain seemed fatigued and not his usual self, he seemed in extreme disarray, he slightly shifted but grunted from a pain he felt on his side, however, the raven just brushed it off and smiled at his lover.
“Star..” He whimpered softly, going up to the man as quickly as possible and almost wrapped his entire body around him. The tears falling down his cheeks as he couldn’t even fathom the pure pressure the news and press was towards the Villain.
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Prompt 2
Swooping the figure off of his feet, almost smiling as he felt his lover wrap his full body around his waist, both men couldn’t help but be overjoyed with the sight of knowing that they were okay. The fallen debris before them continued to crumble and sometimes even fall onto the concrete pavement, the thick black smoke steaming out of the broken windows of apartment complexes and homes abroad.
The raven-haired male wiped the blond’s tears away with a soft smile, seeing them interact was something the world couldn’t ask for but however, reporters and the press noticed how close they were, their body language of course giving hints of their “friendship” being something way more.
The Hero, choking on his own tears as his watery eyes were fixated on the Villain’s appearance. Those gentle, dark brown eyes. His millions of beauty marks plastered all over his body. His unkempt and messy bed head that was just the color black, black like his clothing style and a half of his heart.
Meanwhile, the Villain continued to get rid of the tears with his thumb, or even better yet, his kisses. The blond leaned into the raven’s touch, attempting to not cry until he heard the man’s voice once again, whispering:
“I’m here now. I got you, firefly.”
The blond, unable to control himself, dug his nails into the man’s cloak and bawled into his chest, almost wailing from the fact that they’ve been apart for so long, the separation anxiety alone made it an absolute hell for him. Everyone watching the Hero and Villain be so close, having a moment like this to themselves, it really made you wonder.. And also ponder about how these two live as normal civilians, working day to day as the hours go by. Were they lovers in their past lives? Are they lovers now?
“Oi!” A man’s voice shouted.
The Hero and Villain turned, only to see the Hero’s group turn up at the wrong time. Why now.. Why now?!
“Hands off the merchandise!” The Hero’s masked sidekick demanded, dashing right at the Villain with full force as the rest of the Hero’s friend followed pursuit.
The raven-haired male glanced at the blond, then back at the group of utter fools before taking a few steps back, hesitantly letting go of his lover’s hand, but as the group grew closer, the Villain fled within a matter of seconds, leaving the Hero.
Something that they both didn’t want..
The Hero fell on his knees, shaking violently as his eyes were more watery and his throat closed off from the amount of tears he was trying to hold back. He was gone.. He’s gone.. And it was all his fault..
“Well Hero. You looked like you were in pain there, so we decided-”
“Stop.”
The Hero’s Sidekick looked at him with a puzzled gaze, walking up to the Hero even more until the blond stood up quickly and let out a heavy sigh. Turning around with a deadly glare.
“Do you know.. How long did it take for us to finally see each other?” The blond growled, almost stomping closer to his group, as they took a few steps back out of pure fear.
“We’ve been trying to see each other.. For years.. And you morons ruined it.”
“He’s a villain! What difference does it even make!? He’ll use you! For anything! Personal gain, wealth, anything!” One of the Hero’s henchmen screamed.
“You don’t know anything about him.”
Prompt 1
(Slight Mention of Blood)
With such a wound; blood oozed out of the deep cut rapidly. The Villain clenched their fists so harshly that his veins tightened alongside his bottled up fury. Hearing that obnoxious Hero piercing his ears with that horrendously annoying voice, his scoff turned into an eerie set of laughter, as the snow continued to sprinkle down onto his wavy strands of mouse brown hair.
The Hero’s eyes widened with utter anxiety and unsettlement, he could feel his breathing hitch a tad bit as the Villain’s laughter went silent like the snow surrounding them. The freezing breeze blew towards the Hero’s direction and before his very eyes, the Villain was gone.
In a state of panic, he swung his sword in the direction of which he felt millions of eyes staring at him at once. Now he heard the Villain’s voice, only soft humming rang in his ears only to feel his breath hitch once more when the humming got louder.
The Hero turned to see the shadowy figure of the Villain, then another, and another until he felt so overwhelmed that he dropped the weapon and held his head in his own hands, his fingers gripping onto his blond locks. Was he going insane? Was he finally succumbing to the very madness that this Villain had fallen into as well? Was this Hero becoming the one thing that he hated the most?
“You failed Hero. You failed miserably.” The Villain mumbled.
The Hero took one last glance at the Villain, seeing his black tipped fingers reaching out to him, slowly and as the Hero moved his hands aside to see his face, it was eerily familiar, sending sudden chills down his spine to find out that it was the face of his own lover.
Thus, the Hero gasped awake from the sudden nightmare.
How old were you at the lowest point in your life? Reblog this and put it in the tags, plus your current age maybe. I'm trying to see something.
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