#earcuffed

[aerkinetic]

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Nagi looked down at his hands as he stumbled back at Yuito . How . . . How could he do this ? How could he ATTACK his best friend ? It was like something inside of him told him to do it . That voice . . . It kept telling him to do it , to kill him . Regardless of how much he tried to fight , that he [ [ w a n t e d ] ] to fight he couldn’t . . .

No matter how hard he  tried . . .

“ N-No ! No . . . It- . . . It is my fault ! ”

He argued back as he set his golden eyes on his best friend . He couldn’t get any closer -- if he did . . . 

No ! He wasn’t going to let that happen ! He already hurt Yuito , he wasn’t going to do it again ! 

“ Stay back , Yuito ! ” He commanded , yet [ [ p l e a d e d ] ] , all at the same time . 

“ Please . . . I don’t -- . . . I don’t want to hurt you .  ”

[othermade]

@earcuffed​   S.C

“Oh      --   uh,   Yuito?”      Naomi   had   hoped   to   catch   him   before   he   left   for   another   mission,      but   now   that   she   had   called   out   to   him   she   felt   a   bit   self   conscious.   

   Perhaps   it   was   a   bad   time?               Maybe   she   should’ve   waited   until   he   came   back.      Alas   it   was   too   late   now.      Might   as   well   do   what   she   intended   to   do   from   the   start.         

“You’re   a   fellow   Baki   fan!   I   definitely   remember   you   saying   something   about   that   and   well.      I   got   my   hands   on   two   limited   edition   Baki   pins.      Since   I   don’t   need   two   of   the   same   one.      I   was   wondering   if   you   wanted   the   other?”      

with   that   her   fingers   curled   open   revealing   the   gift   in   the   palm   of   her   hand.         “Sorry   for   stopping   you   just   for   this   --   I   just...   wasn’t   sure   when   I’d   get   the   next   chance   to   ask”

[aerkinetic]

I don't want them to know the way I loved you.

Hurts Like Hell , Fleurie . 

[aerkinetic]

“I look at you and I’m home.”

—Dory, Finding Nemo.

[aerkinetic]

            I have 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕕 every 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓬𝓴𝓵𝓮 that 𝓭𝓮𝓬𝓸𝓻𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓼 your 𝕟𝕠𝕤𝕖 , and 𝔀𝓪𝓽𝓬𝓱𝓮𝓭 the 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓼 light up your 𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕤 as you look at our 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷 . I have 𝓶𝓮𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓲𝔃𝓮𝓭 the way that you say , "𝕀 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦" and then . . . The next morning I wake up and I don't recognize you . [ We're ] [ strangers ] . . . I blink , WE'RE HOLDING HANDS and , suddenly , I 𝓻𝓮𝓶𝓮𝓶𝓫𝓮𝓻 the way it feels to be 𝓴𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓮𝓭 by you in the rain . "𝕀 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦" I say , I repeat it like a broken record . I repeat it and repeat it until my throat bleeds and I SCREAM for help . R E S E T . . . One , two , three . . . I count every 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓬𝓴𝓵𝓮 that 𝓭𝓮𝓬𝓸𝓻𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓼 your 𝕟𝕠𝕤𝕖 , and 𝔀𝓪𝓽𝓬𝓱 as the 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓼 light up 𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕤 as you look at our 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷 and . . . 𝓐𝓷𝓭 𝓘 𝓯𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓲𝓷 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓪𝓰𝓪𝓲𝓷 .

[aerkinetic]

Why can’t you hold me in the street? Why can’t I kiss you on the dance floor . . . ? I wish that it could be like that , Why can’t it be like that ?  ‘Cause I’m yours .  Why can’t I say that I’m in love ? I wanna shout it from the roof tops .  I wish that it could be like that , Why can’t we be like that . . .?

-- Secret Love Song , Little Mix .

[aerkinetic]

I loved , and I loved , and I lost you . . . and it hurts like hell .

Hurts Like Hell , Fleurie . 

[aerkinetic]

“ The first time that you [ [ l o o k e d ] ] at me , I thought I was dreaming because in what WORLD would someone who held the galaxy in their eyes ever look in my direction ? You said your name and all that I wanted to do was repeat it over and OVER again until I ran out of air to breathe . And when you smiled ,  the entire world stopped [ [ j u s t ] ] to steal a glance . The first time that you looked at me , I wondered if I would EVER be worthy of having you look at me every single day of the rest of my life . I knew I wouldn’t be , but I was okay with that because , in that moment , I knew I had at least had the pleasure of sharing a breath with you and that was enough for me to know I could [ [ d i e ] ] happily . . . 

I wished on the stars that night , that I would get to see you again -- say your name , see your smile , see the galaxies -- and when it HAPPENED , I knew we were meant to be . Maybe not in this life , you’re perfect and I’m broken . . . but in a version of ourselves we found happiness . In a [ [ v e r s i o n ] ] of ourselves , we laughed in flower gardens under bright blue skies , and kissed in the rain as we said ‘I love you’ like a broken record. We danced under holiday lights to music we hummed , and made our own world out of nothing. . . In a version of ourselves we were [ [ f r e e ] ]  . . . 

And , the first time that you [ [ l o o k e d ] ] at me . . . I knew that I would never get the chance to tell you that I loved you . . .”