[Sousuke feels a shiver running down his back. How long has he been wanting to hear something like that from Rin? How many nights has he laid in bed, contemplating what would happened if he'd simply climbed down into the bunk beneath his and told Rin everything he's kept bottled up for what feels like years? The rivalry, the jealousy, the desperation and the craving that has deepened into something he can't fully understand... Countless nights.
Not that it matters. Sousuke's dreams shrunk to stolen moments rather than a life time the moment he destroyed his shoulder. This is just another of those stolen moments. A dream for Sousuke that will ultimately be just another fond memory (he hopes) for Rin. Rin who can still (and will) swallow the world.]
You can be greedy.
[The words are a quiet breath against the curve of Rin's jaw, soft lips dragging over the sharp line of it. If he can touch, if he can taste, even just for a short while... it's worth it. Rin's always worth it.
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Not that it matters. Sousuke's dreams shrunk to stolen moments rather than a life time the moment he destroyed his shoulder. This is just another of those stolen moments. A dream for Sousuke that will ultimately be just another fond memory (he hopes) for Rin. Rin who can still (and will) swallow the world.]
You can be greedy.
[The words are a quiet breath against the curve of Rin's jaw, soft lips dragging over the sharp line of it. If he can touch, if he can taste, even just for a short while... it's worth it. Rin's always worth it.