[ aki says 'let me in' and ugetsu hears it for what it is, listens; because even when he claims not to the truth is one thing incandescently a part of ugetsu is that inhumanly elevated skill: to hear words for what they really are, not unlike music. from far away the moon is bright and lovely in all its shapes; get close enough and then: the empty seas, the recesses where love lives and cannot crawl out. even its light is borrowed, and what of that?
the pooled water at the corners of ugetsu's eyes finally trails down. his sight burns and blurs. akihiko is haloed in the non-light of this raindark basement. his voice is like some incomplete piece, a piece ugetsu could still play by heart and akihiko seems keen to let him. though it's a bad idea. the worst idea.
when he feels his hand press, he arches more sharply, bites at aki's mouth if he's still not-quite kissing him, at his skin anywhere if he isn't. ]
Stay or go.
[ those are the options. because ugetsu has only ever come close to letting one person in and that person is the one over him right now. but 'close' is not quite and they have both always known it. for 'close' aki would lose what he has? or will he leave after this? will he return to that steady soft home of something gentle and safe? ugetsu wouldn't blame him. but he would miss him.
he would dream about him; still does anyway.
when he tries to reach up he finds his arm feels heavy, hurts. the one with the glass. fine. he uses his other to skate back up aki's chest, the side of his neck, to curl behind his ear then press just so; angling aki's head down so he can kiss the shell of his ear again, can say, ]
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the pooled water at the corners of ugetsu's eyes finally trails down. his sight burns and blurs. akihiko is haloed in the non-light of this raindark basement. his voice is like some incomplete piece, a piece ugetsu could still play by heart and akihiko seems keen to let him. though it's a bad idea. the worst idea.
when he feels his hand press, he arches more sharply, bites at aki's mouth if he's still not-quite kissing him, at his skin anywhere if he isn't. ]
Stay or go.
[ those are the options. because ugetsu has only ever come close to letting one person in and that person is the one over him right now. but 'close' is not quite and they have both always known it. for 'close' aki would lose what he has? or will he leave after this? will he return to that steady soft home of something gentle and safe? ugetsu wouldn't blame him. but he would miss him.
he would dream about him; still does anyway.
when he tries to reach up he finds his arm feels heavy, hurts. the one with the glass. fine. he uses his other to skate back up aki's chest, the side of his neck, to curl behind his ear then press just so; angling aki's head down so he can kiss the shell of his ear again, can say, ]
Aki.