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fmadrlj2008-07-12 02:28 pm
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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. >_>}
...
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. >_>}
It's just a happy lovefest! ...sorta...
-Edward managed to hug Alfons tighter, pulling him closer. As immature the thought was, he didn't want to let him go.
It was a silly hope. Alfons was drunk and...probably would forget this, or maybe even tell him he wasn't the right Edward that he wanted and...
He shook his head, burying his face into the crook of the other's neck, pressing a light kiss there.-
Love you...
Oh hell yes >:3
That small kiss made him shiver, but his body felt relaxed...buzzed...he didn't know if it was from the alcohol or something else, but he felt happy.
He didn't want to be let go.
Always, always, wanted to be held.
Just like this...
His eyes start to droop, taller frame leaning more against Edward's.*
Don't...leave me...Don't go.
Yay!
...won't...will stay with you for as long as you want me to.
-He glanced up, smiling a bit more when he noticed Alfons was starting to drift off. He held the other up, though, content and happy with the warmth the body provided his own-