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Sunny & Omori ([personal profile] sadpoem) wrote2020-02-08 08:28 pm

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[personal profile] headhooligan 2024-04-08 03:22 am (UTC)(link)

[She doesn’t think twice about the pile, really. If Mr. Eggplant hadn’t been forgotten at the treehouse four years ago, she’d probably still sleep with him.

[A breathing friend is better.]

[Sunny nods, and Aubrey’s smile warms. She blinks back a fresh round of tears and simply–! flops down next to him, having to let go briefly just to pull off the motion, but curling up on her side shortly after to face him.

[Strong one second, 12 again the next. Aubrey doesn’t say anything, just settling into the plush softness. It’s just like back then…]

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[personal profile] headhooligan 2024-04-08 03:37 am (UTC)(link)

[He used to curl up like this back then, too. But Aubrey would keep her arms full of plush, and Sunny catches her by surprise this time. It’s surprisingly tender—at least until the flinch.

[She frowns slightly even before he talks. At the words her brow furrows. Baffling as the texts have been—and his head wasn’t fucked even back then, was it?—she hasn’t doubted them.

[He’s also told her, if as a split version of himself, that he doesn’t want to be friends. The thought has Aubrey glancing away, idly into the plush pile. But she lets their fingers stay locked.]

About what…?

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[personal profile] headhooligan 2024-04-08 03:53 am (UTC)(link)

Ah…

[Hushed.
[Right.
[The future.

[She’s been telling herself it’s different. Different… timeline, different version of the world. And for what?

[“We came back for you.”

[Something in her heart seizes. Aubrey tries to cover her face, but keeps her other hand in Sunny’s. It squeezes, tight. God, not again…]

Why…? [Her voice is tight.] Why would you come back for me…?

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[personal profile] headhooligan 2024-04-08 04:21 am (UTC)(link)

[She starts crying again.

[It only takes a couple futile wipes before she just crosses her whole arm over her her eyes, trying at least not to bawl all over his stuffed animals. But god, it’s like she never cried at all tonight. There’s not much catharsis this round, feeling somewhat touched but mostly downright rotten.

[Why? Why her? She’s been nothing but terrible to all of them. Yelled at them, ignored them, called them names behind their back; all pushing and pushing before they could even think to reach out. Even back then, she only let them in so much. And here, she shut herself off to Sunny like her life depended on it.

[Sunny, who’s letting her keep a hand twined in his, like it’s not shaking with the effort to not squeeze shut and crush him. Sunny, who’s been losing his memory, just needed someone by his side, and missed her so much…

[It’s not about her. Aubrey is a sobbing, sorry idiot. She doesn’t fucking deserve it.]

headhooligan: (06C lies down)

MEWOOOO……

[personal profile] headhooligan 2024-04-08 04:46 am (UTC)(link)

[Sunny pulls her in, and Aubrey relents, too beyond exhausted to resist. His grip may be weak, but it’s enough for her; an affirmation, more than that. Shame keeps her from fully leaning in, but it also manages to stifle her somewhat.

[It’s not much. But she manages to sputter,] We… we love each other. [A miserable nod. Aubrey wipes her eyes again, then clasps Sunny’s hand between both of hers. It still feels fragile.] We do…

[I love you, too.]

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[personal profile] headhooligan 2024-04-08 05:06 am (UTC)(link)

[The pull to his heart… be still, her own. It is, once again, surprisingly tender; through the swirl of self-loathing, Aubrey wonders how long Sunny’s been like this.

[She tugs her weary, still-gleaming eyes up to meet his, and nods, more resolute. It’s not a surrender this time; it can be a promise.]

Together now.

[Her hands clasp at his heart.]

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[personal profile] headhooligan 2024-04-08 05:28 am (UTC)(link)

[It hasn’t remotely occurred to her not to.]

I will… as long as you need me. [As long as you want me. As long as you’ll let me…]

[Her own words finish on a sigh, somewhere wistful but not without exhaustion. Sunny looks like he hasn’t slept in years. She’ll make sure he’s alright, first…]

I’ll be right here.

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HEWWO!!

[personal profile] headhooligan 2024-04-08 05:47 am (UTC)(link)

Right…

[The thought of him wanting her seemed like too much. But what came out was even more grotesque, huh? Revealing.

[Embarrassing…]

It’s just… good to be with you again, Sunny.

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[personal profile] headhooligan 2024-04-08 06:32 am (UTC)(link)

[As long as he keeps them there, wants her there, she’ll stay.

[It’s an impossible promise, but she could stay with Sunny forever.

[Faintly, Aubrey manages a smile. They’re not alone anymore.]