#k drabble

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To be entirely honest the only abstraction I'd genuinely be wounded by would be Pomni( because I firmly believe her being the MC does not give her ANY invincibility here), Kinger and Jax.

Jax will always be my favorite because I find him to represent he's the worst of me, I find him relatable in the way he functions, and I just find his personality charming lmao (famous last words). What does that say about me? I have horrible taste in fictional men /silly.

Anyway.

Do I think he'll end up abstracting somebody next EP? Without a doubt. He is too far gone over his head and telling Pomni to stop looking solidified what I think his decisions will be here on out. Horrible. He's always been out of reach honestly, Pomni just made sure WE knew he couldn't be saved. We can't tell what the ending will be because we're in the middle of an incoming hurricane, but Caine malfunctioning more and more is basically the seal to the fate of the show.

It will be bittersweet at BEST.

I'll always love him, because his character is incredibly well written and compelling but that doesn't mean I dont understand the weight of his actions and how genuinely destructive he is not only to himself but to especially those around him who are subjected to his behavior.

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I hope nobody minds if I OC post a lot here skekemeck

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Saw someone with a Jax made out of Pipe cleaner and I felt so maternal that's my baby

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so i'm really sorry that I haven't written any more to Stray in a while. I'm trying ugh D:  Hopefully you people like these stupid little drabbles. I need to focus on the next big chunk of fic that I'm doing. UGH.  

Eric's yanking at his hair again. He's doing it so hard that some strands come out in his fingers. He's just sitting on the floor pulling his hair.

When Kousuke first noticed it, he asked Eric what he was doing. The blonde said 'nothing,' and walked away from him. So Kousuke ignored it for the time being. But then he starting seeing Eric do it more often. Tugging at his hair, or squeezing his forearm hard. Sometimes he dug his fingernails into his arm or leg. So Kousuke pulled Eric aside and asked him why he was doing those things.

"I don't know," Eric said. 

"Well, stop," Kousuke said. And Eric did for a while. 

But now, he's started up again. And it hurts Kousuke. It hurts him because he doesn't want to see Eric hurting himself. He doesn't want Eric to punish himself. So this time, when Kousuke gets Eric alone, he takes hold of his hands, and rubs his thumbs against the blonde's palms.

"Please," Kousuke begs. "Please stop it."

Eric looks up at him and frowns. His nostrils flare and his eyes water, but he nods. One firm nod. And what he sees in Kousuke's eyes is the pain that he, himself has felt. And he doesn't want to see that in the other. So he nods once more, and promises that he will try really, really hard to stop. 

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"Are you scared of thunder?"

"Whoa. You okay?" Fujishima, being startled awake by the other's actions, asked. He flipped the switch on his bedside lamp and sat up, ruffling his hair and yawning. 

"No. Yeah. I'm fine. I just--" another clap of thunder and a streak of lightning lit up the sky, causing the blonde to flinch and reach up to cover his head.

"Hey," Fujishima said, putting his hand on Eric's arm. "Are you scared of thunder?"

"No! Of course not. That's stupid," and on cue, another boom sounded and Eric squeezed his eyes shut and cringed. "I just...don't like them."

The redhead smiled and patted the other's arm, trying to get him to put them down. "Everyone's afraid of something, Eric. It's okay."

Eric scoffed. "Yeah? What are you afraid of?"

Fujishima shrugged and lay back down, putting his hands behind his head. "Monkeys."

"You're scared of monkeys?" Eric said, holding back a chuckle. 

The other shrugged again. "They're creepy little shits. With their opposable thumbs and all that."

Eric laughed this time, and even when the next roll of thunder came through, he only shook a bit, and Fujishima smiled at him. 

"So if you're afraid of the dark," Fujishima started, pointing his chin towards the nightlight in the room, "and thunder...what do you do when the storm knocks the power out?" 

"Die," Eric said with a sigh. He got settled back into the bed, bringing the covers up to his chin. "I would probably just die."

Fujishima laughed and rolled over so he was facing the other. "Nah. You wouldn't die," he grinned. "I'd protect you."

Eric smiled, and a bit of a blush spread across his cheeks. He stared at Fujishima, watching  as the other's eyes seemed to be searching his face. Eric felt something tug at his insides...something telling him to move closer. He shook it away, though, as the other chuckled.

"But you better save me if any monkeys get in here or something. Because then I would probably be the one dying." Fujishima said.

The blonde laughed again and nodded. 

"Sounds like it's calming down out there," Fujishima said, looking towards the window.

Eric hadn't even been thinking about the storm. "Yeah, I guess," he said. He was thankful he had Fujishima there with him, rather than being alone like he usually was.

"We should go back to sleep. Lots of work tomorrow," Fujishima said with a yawn. He rolled onto his other side, before rolling back over and staying facing the other. "Goodnight, Eric," he said with a smile.  

Eric smiled back, feeling the blush on his face again. "Goodnight, Kousuke. Thanks."

Fujishima gave him a wink before flipping the light switch.

Eric lay for a long time just staring at the other. Thinking about how good he'd been to him the entire time he had been there. He smiled to himself before he closed his eyes, and was lulled to sleep by the sound of the rain.