"Oh so beautiful"
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aranixTitle: Oh So Beautiful
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nidesux a.k.a moi
Length: Drabble
Pairing: Sho x Aiba a.k.a Sakuraiba
Genre: Uh... angst? suspense?
Rating: R
Summary: He's beautiful, is what his mind kept chanting. So beautiful.
Note: Fiction only. I don't own any of them. Comments are appreciated~ (p.s: I miss sakuraibawhy do i keep writing them like this)
He's beautiful, is what his mind kept chanting. So beautiful.
Sho's finger traces over Masaki's jawline before moving it over to his lips, quickly tracing over the upper part. He leaned in, planting a soft kiss on them; and a soft smile appeared on his face once he pulled away.
He's beautiful, is what his mind kept chanting. So beautiful.
He examined the man's features for a moment. They were both silent. And Sho's mind was only filled with one thought:
He's beautiful. So beautiful.
Sho started reciting the things he loves about Masaki:
His smile, he gently caressed the side of his lips, making the man smile.
His laugh, and a soft chuckle emitted from Sho.
His soft hair, he nuzzled his nose on Masaki's hair.
His birthmark, Sho moved his hand to trace over the said birthmark on his shoulder.
His oh-so-kissable lips, he pressed another soft kiss on Masaki's lips, and Sho smiled when the other was still smiling when he pulled away.
The way he makes Sho feel, he took one of Masaki's hands, placing it over the left side of his chest—to his heart. "Everything feels so red when I'm with you."
And how he makes him do the craziest things.
"Why did you lie to me, Masaki?" Sho's voice came out like a whisper as he stared at the man. He was no longer smiling. He was never smiling in the first place. He held onto his hand so tight, and Sho can feel his head spinning and his eyes stinging from the intense smell around their room.
His other hand gripped tightly on the knife that was still in Masaki's chest; he slowly pulled it out. Sho let go of his hand then slowly glided the tip of the knife on the center of his chest, his eyes moving from Masaki's face to the mark he had left on the man just above where his heart was. "Sho" was carved onto his skin, and a wide grin appeared on Sho's face when he traced his finger over his name.
He's beautiful, is what his mind kept chanting. So beautiful.
Author:
nidesux a.k.a moiLength: Drabble
Pairing: Sho x Aiba a.k.a Sakuraiba
Genre: Uh... angst? suspense?
Rating: R
Summary: He's beautiful, is what his mind kept chanting. So beautiful.
Note: Fiction only. I don't own any of them. Comments are appreciated~ (p.s: I miss sakuraiba
It has been an hour and he can't help but admire how beautiful Masaki is.
He's beautiful, is what his mind kept chanting. So beautiful.
Sho's finger traces over Masaki's jawline before moving it over to his lips, quickly tracing over the upper part. He leaned in, planting a soft kiss on them; and a soft smile appeared on his face once he pulled away.
He's beautiful, is what his mind kept chanting. So beautiful.
He examined the man's features for a moment. They were both silent. And Sho's mind was only filled with one thought:
He's beautiful. So beautiful.
Sho started reciting the things he loves about Masaki:
His smile, he gently caressed the side of his lips, making the man smile.
His laugh, and a soft chuckle emitted from Sho.
His soft hair, he nuzzled his nose on Masaki's hair.
His birthmark, Sho moved his hand to trace over the said birthmark on his shoulder.
His oh-so-kissable lips, he pressed another soft kiss on Masaki's lips, and Sho smiled when the other was still smiling when he pulled away.
The way he makes Sho feel, he took one of Masaki's hands, placing it over the left side of his chest—to his heart. "Everything feels so red when I'm with you."
And how he makes him do the craziest things.
"Why did you lie to me, Masaki?" Sho's voice came out like a whisper as he stared at the man. He was no longer smiling. He was never smiling in the first place. He held onto his hand so tight, and Sho can feel his head spinning and his eyes stinging from the intense smell around their room.
His other hand gripped tightly on the knife that was still in Masaki's chest; he slowly pulled it out. Sho let go of his hand then slowly glided the tip of the knife on the center of his chest, his eyes moving from Masaki's face to the mark he had left on the man just above where his heart was. "Sho" was carved onto his skin, and a wide grin appeared on Sho's face when he traced his finger over his name.
He's beautiful, is what his mind kept chanting. So beautiful.
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Date: 2016-07-14 10:23 pm (UTC)