Hi!^^ Do you still take requests for the drabble thing? If so, can I ask Desarm x Aphrodi with 14 (but if you don't like the pairing, feel free to ignore this ^^ )?
send a number and a pair for a drabble14. “Open the door!”
He hadn’t seen the expression the other had made, it was impossible over the phone. Truthfully, he didn’t think that the angelic boy was capable of even making such a distraught look, imagining it was unthinkable (and if he ever did make such a face, god, would he give anything to make sure that never happened again). But he could hear how wounded the other sounded over this, over him finding out about his past.
That was the last thing Saginuma heard as it was followed by a single click.
“Afuro!” He had shouted, hoping that maybe he hadn’t hung up on him, that he’d be able to hear his voice. Yet, looking to his cell had confirmed it. His teeth clenched in frustration, regret welling up inside him.
He shouldn’t have brought that up, not over the phone. But, he would have thought Aphrodi was over it by now- his time when he had to rely on another power instead of his own. Perhaps it still bothered him, his responses hand’t made it seem so, at first. Either way, he didn’t have time to mull over this. Thinking would get him nowhere.
So, Saginuma begins to run, destination already in mind. Aphrodi was at home, or he hoped he would be. It was a chance he was willing to take. If he wasn’t there, then he’d go back to his phone (already he was thinking of concerned text messages to send if all else failed).
When he had come to Aphrodi’s residence, he hadn’t hesitated to run up and knock upon the door. As he waited for a response, he took this chance to catch his breath. He hadn’t expected to move this fast, end up here so soon. His eyes glanced over to the windows in an attempt to find the blonde. And, luckily for him, he managed to catch him- his hair flowing behind as he passed by a window.
“Open the door!” He shouts, loud enough so that Aphrodi would be able to hear. He waits for a response, an answer, anything (he nearly expects to hear a childish 'no one’s home!’). But, there’s nothing. Only silence.
Then there’s footsteps coming close to the door. They stop, but he’s certain that Aphrodi is there, standing only inches away from him, beyond this wooden barrier.
“You are aware that you aren’t the only one with a terrible past, aren’t you?” Saginuma starts, unsure of what prompted him to say this. Perhaps doing so would make him feel better, to know that he wasn’t alone. That he had also made foolish mistakes in the past.
“Sometimes, I think about how I was, how I was consumed by another entity, a ferocious beast who only lusted for power. I relied on it so much, thinking that I needed it. Of course, now I can clearly see the errors of my way, but at the time I truly thought it was the only path for me. My thoughts didn’t seem to be my own, but that is just an excuse to use. It wasn’t right, but I fell down that road nevertheless. I wish I hadn’t and yet…I don’t. That time had changed me for the better- I’ve grown.”
He goes on and finally stops. He waits, hoping he’d respond after that rambling. With the lack of one, he decides to continue.
“I do not blame you or think ill of you for what you have done. Truthfully, I believe my choice may have been worse than yours. I had done much more damage to the world and to those I know. If anyone needs to be ashamed of their past, it should be me. Afuro…I wish for you not to be hard on yourself. And if you need someone to lean on or speak about past matters, please, I want you to know that-”
He’s cut off as the door is swung open to reveal Aphrodi. He can’t read his expression, the look on his face covered by his golden bangs. But, the next second the angelic boy has moved, taken steps forward and has arms wrapped around Saginuma in a tight embrace.
It’s surprising, leaves him stunned and frozen in time. Eventually, he puts an arm around him, the other raised to pat his head. He hopes it’s comforting and helps soothe his troubled mind.
“You didn’t have to come all the way here,” Aphrodi speaks, burrowing his head against his shoulder. His voice sounds lighter, better than earlier. “Thank you.”
