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Doushite Tsumi ga aru no darou? Doushite batsu ga aru no darou?
*...He shouldn't have gone to the cemetery. That was the worst place to go, especially with his mind racing like this. A mind idle, without time to ponder life and death, especially with so much time to attain knowledge, tends to go into dangerous places fast when you let it. He had been thinking dangerous thoughts lately as it was.
...
What if he could stay?
If he could stay here, would he?
Did he want to go back, just to suffer through dying over and over again?
What if in this world, he could grow old and die, without any real repercussions?
Dangerous thoughts went to dangerous deeds. Hands that didn't touch alcohol were touching it by the shotful, drop after precious drop downed down a parched throat.
If it had meant to remove the dangerous thoughts, it did. But instead it made for a man not used to extreme amounts of alcohol leaning against a wall, panting heavily with a face flushed enough to resemble...something red and not cliche.*
{OOC: Yes, have a drunk!Fons. But be warned...any Eds that come in contact will probably be gromped on sight. >_>}
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What if he could stay?
If he could stay here, would he?
Did he want to go back, just to suffer through dying over and over again?
What if in this world, he could grow old and die, without any real repercussions?
Dangerous thoughts went to dangerous deeds. Hands that didn't touch alcohol were touching it by the shotful, drop after precious drop downed down a parched throat.
If it had meant to remove the dangerous thoughts, it did. But instead it made for a man not used to extreme amounts of alcohol leaning against a wall, panting heavily with a face flushed enough to resemble...something red and not cliche.*
{OOC: Yes, have a drunk!Fons. But be warned...any Eds that come in contact will probably be gromped on sight. >_>}
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Come on, you need to sit down and get away from here. Cemeteries are depressing enough as it is. -he eyes the bottle in the other's hand curiously, frowning- You shouldn't drink that, either, it's not good for you.
-he mutters a bit under his breath, taking the bottle and pulling Alfons along-
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It makes me f'get.
*But Alfons doesn't fight, rather allows himself to get pulled along. He's helpless like this anyways.*
Makes me f'get dyin'.
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-he stops, turning to stare up at Alfons, looking completely confused-
...forget dying? What are you talking about, you're fine...
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*He pauses, as if remembering something...
He visibly flinches, shaking his head.*
Not 'til he's home. 'nd world's safe.
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...t-till who's safe, love?
-he continues to walk, pulling the other to a side walk, sitting down and gently pulling Alfons along with him-
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*Alfons leans against Edward, but says nothing more, simply enjoying the warmth...though he felt awful warm already. But Edward was his own type of warm. Sweet, sweetly warm.*
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-he trails off a bit, blushing lightly when the other leaned against him. He lets it go though, hesitantly wrapping an arm around Alfons' shoulders, running a hand through his hair in a hopefully soothing manner-
...why isn't he safe?
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...His Ed never did that.
But...
'S was still sweet.*
...Won't be safe...'til he's in his world. Appeared in mine. 'll keep dyin' 'til he's there.
...Don' mind...
S'if it's for him.
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...keep dying? How do you die more than once?
Th-that's kind of you though, to risk your life more than once for him. He's lucky to have someone care for him so much...
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*Alfons hugs him closer, nuzzling him, clinging to that scent.*
Jus...jus do. I die...then I wake up, 'n I'm a kid again. Know what's gonna happen.
...
Bu' he never knows. Only tol' him once. Prolly doesn't remember...Thinks I'm 17, bu' 'm 353. Too old. Dun wanna keep dyin' anymore...
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...353? Wow... Must be a real hell, having to relive everything over again...I don't blame you, for not wanting to die anymore... I don't think drinking will help you too much, y'know.
Still, even if he doesn't know. Isn't it enough that you do care about him?
-he hugs Alfons close, continuing to stroke his hair-
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...
S'true. But...
*He holds Ed close, closer...he wants to be close. It's comforting...*
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Sssh...it'll be okay. You'll get it right. Then you won't have to keep dying...then you'll be able to live out your life and not repeat again. Everything will be okay.
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Before he knows it, he's crying.*
...I don't want to die! S-Scared...D-Dun wanna die again...I wanna get it right...Wanna make him happy...Wanna do what's right...'M scared...
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H-hey! Love, calm down! -he doesn't want to freak out, but damn it, he doesn't know how to handle people when they cry!-
D-don't be scared! You'll get it right, love! He'll be happy, everything will be fine! Please, please don't cry...!
Al you need is loooooooooooooooooooooooooove~ *shot*
...I don't want to........
Don't want to..................I..............
xD
You won't...promise you, you won't...
-his voice is soft, trying to sooth the other. Edward tilted his head, bringing up his other hand to gently wipe away the tears-
Walking on very very very thin ice here, Ed...>:3
He's not the one he knows. His mind knows this.
But.....*
...............I............................
Ed's too oblivious to notice really x3
...what is it?
This will be his downfall. And Alfons's 8D
*Alfons leans forward, mouths close enough to touch, but he hesitates, before backing up slightly and blushing...even with the alcohol.*
Nicer 'n' my Ed. Never did that sorta thing for me...
.......
Sorry.
Could that possibly be a good thing? 83
...
S'kay...
-He probably shouldn't do this, tempt the other, seeing as Alfons was drunk and probably didn't have a clue what he was doing but...-
D-did...you want...a k-kiss from me? -Ed blushes darker, glancing away-
...or from your Ed...?
You know, tempting him was a very very bad thing.
Ed will regret it later, no doubt
...
-he pulls away a bit, though only to correct their positions and be able to kiss Alfons properly-
Alfons won't even remember. :3
Hell, it was almost a definite thing that he won't remember. But...
His mind was floundering for some sort of warmth and contact. He needed something...someone. He was scared, alone...and...
He needed...*
That doesn't mean Ed won't, poor guy...
He was happy to provide Alfons with all the warmth and comfort he needed, and, just to prove that, he wrapped his arms around the Alfons' larger frame, tugging him closer, continuing to move his lips softly over the other's-
But Alfons is still happy for the comfort nonetheless!
Which makes Ed happy!
And makes Alfons very, very happy.
It's just a happy lovefest! ...sorta...
Oh hell yes >:3
Yay!