As Yukio walks into the room, he comes to realize that the reason Kyousuke hasn't been answering is because he is fast asleep, sprawled almost shamelessly over the couch. He smiles briefly at the other boy's slumber and makes his way over to sit next to him, but he stumbles, blinded by a sudden, dizzy flash of bright white that sends him tumbling forward momentarily.
The sight of Kyou sleeping soundly on the sofa turns into something else; something unfamiliar and familiar at the same time - Kyou, sprawled just as he is only covered in luscious fabrics and cradled by the intricate sewing of sheets they could never afford. A memory he couldn't recall.
But the vision is as quick to leave as it was to come, and Yukio is only left staring and blinking as if Kyou was going to change again any moment. But only the soft breathing reached his ears, and the light rise and fall of Kyou's chest under an old, worn in sweatshirt.
There are two pictures here because Rae and I couldn't decide which we liked better XDD we're so indecisive...
Which do you guys like?
snippet by ~o0zotto0o
characters in picture and story are (c) to ~o0zotto0o
and myself. Questions?