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

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headhooligan: (06C squeak toy noise)

[personal profile] headhooligan 2024-07-28 01:08 am (UTC)(link)

[Sunny is never this bold. Wasn’t back then, isn’t here, not until now, now, now

[Aubrey is pulled down with him, and he doesn’t stop kissing her, and she doesn’t hesitate, not for a second. He doesn’t want her to die, but she’d do anything for him, no matter how much her heart breaks. Sunny is alive; close; she’ll keep him that way until they’re seeing stars and then some.

[It’s not soft. The motion is gentle but, as Aubrey pulls his warm body flush, it feels anything but. It can’t be all gentle because it feels like goodbye, and for someone so loathe to let go, goodbyes are nothing less than a yearning claw, grabbing, pulling, gnawing, until something finally snaps, and they’re split forever.

[She can’t let that happen yet. Not with Sunny. She kisses him again, again, again—
[And yet, within days Aubrey will be in the labyrinth. He should smother her while he can.]

headhooligan: (06C lies down)

[personal profile] headhooligan 2024-07-28 02:00 am (UTC)(link)

[It wasn’t supposed to be tragic with Sunny, but it is. Aubrey’s not supposed to wrap her arms around him as though he’ll die in them, but he almost did. Sunny may never have told her his feelings, let her be his sweetheart, but he has, and so—

[Aubrey cradles his head, elbow locking firm behind his back, the other curling around his waist. She holds him in her hands, her arms, her legs, the curve of her body around him, as if protective—

[It’s delirious. He hasn’t eaten. The thick fabric of his hoodie hides defined ribs, not quite gaunt, still too visible. She’s careful with him, normally, ever conscious of pale skin over brittle bones; and yet, the moment finds her being reckless, too.

[For now, Sunny wants her. That’s enough, just momentarily—

[It will never, forever, be enough. He hooks her hip. She nips at his lip.

[Sometimes love bites. When Aubrey breaks for air, she barely parts.]

I love you, Sunny…

[And she won’t stop.]