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murata, ugetsu ([personal profile] inexpressibly) wrote2033-06-06 09:53 am
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❝村田 雨月❞




convey: texts, calls, or action — ota.



rippingu: (034)

the feeling is mutual all the way around!!!!!!

[personal profile] rippingu 2020-10-27 07:01 am (UTC)(link)
Fine.

But I miss you, let me spend the night at least?


[Since four p.m. is most of the day and he is currently spending his time just waiting. Because that is precisely it, he does not care about a present.

He just wants to spend time with Ugetsu; his parents did not even notice it's his birthday today, nothing new there.

He just wants to be with the one person who, even when he is mean, still cares, he wants to feel wanted, and only Ugetsu gives him that feeling.]
rippingu: (pic#14435579)

<3 <3 <3 I hope you are well

[personal profile] rippingu 2020-11-08 06:45 am (UTC)(link)
I can and I do.

Good.


[Of course, Ugetsu can imagine the very smile that graces his face at the agreement. One day, these will be the knives that dig deepest because Akihiko will never be able to forget how it felt.

To be loved, to be wanted for the first time in his life. It's why, forever, there will be the mark of this very love on him. He knows it now and he will know it then, for now, he is basking in it.

Perhaps it makes Ugetsu a bad person feel powerful but in truth, he is a powerful force in this young man's life, he will remain one. Rather positive or negative, he is now and ever will be the gravitational pull in Akihiko's universe.]
rippingu: (pic#14232838)

I am thank you!! <3<3<3<3<3

[personal profile] rippingu 2020-11-29 06:17 am (UTC)(link)
[Akihiko is far from stable, he feels too deeply, too raw, nothing held back. He is lonely, desperate for a hand to love him, a hand to touch him, even if at times it is less than gentle.

He knows the love he has found is selfish, but it is the light in a bleak world for him; with Ugetsu, the loneliness fades, music and sunshine are what mark his memories, what he will cling to in the years to come.

And Brahams, it will always be Brahams; when he arrives, he can hear it, his heart responds, his face, his soul is drawn to the sound. He knows it; it is the song that plays for him every day, every moment he has to be away from those fingers that can so delicately bring such beauty to life.

In this moment and for the rest of his life, he is sure, Ugetsu is the only one for him; there is no one he wants, no way he can imagine another holding his heart, not when it is held firmly in the other teenager’s hand.

This is all he could want, and as Ugetsu remains in the thrall of his music Aki is drawn in closer, inch by inch, till he is as close as he can get without interrupting the other’s performance.

Those eyes can not leave the other, can not see anything else, can hear nothing else, and there in his eyes when Ugestsu does at long last look at him will be his heart.

The ache echoes across the notes; Aki feels it in his veins, no matter that it hurts, he needs it, craves it, and only Ugetsu can give it.

His voice is one of love and awe when he utters softly.]


Beautiful.