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Posted: Sun May 21, 2017 8:08 pm
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2017 8:08 pm
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2017 8:09 pm
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2017 8:10 pm
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2017 8:10 pm
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2017 8:11 pm
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2017 8:12 pm
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2017 8:12 pm
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"I know he's not obligated, but that isn't why," Akira replied, trying to wrap his mind around everything. "You're so wonderful to him. You're handsome, kind, caring...was it because he thought of you differently? Like a brother or something?"
The silver-haired man shook his head. "Don't give me that. You said 'love', not 'loved', so there's no way you can be content with the way things are even if you're noble enough to say so. I could maybe understand that if where you are now is the closest you could get, but to see someone else in a position that might be closer..." Akira hesitated, struggling for words.
But then he smiled softly. "Ah...it's not so bad if it's only temporary, huh?" Laughing once, he shook his head again. "I mean we both know he couldn't actually fall in love with me. I guess your role as a constant in his life is better than being a toy he's bound to eventually discard once he's bored."
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2017 8:13 pm
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Louis' gaze hardened, "Do you know how many people Andre has invited to his home?" He asked, trying to keep the edge out of his tone and managing for the most part. "Five. In the 12 years that I've known him that's it. Me, Vincent, Zacharie, Izaya, you. Do you know how many people he let's touch him so casually? Four. You, Zacharie, Vincent, and myself. Do you know how many people have been in Andre's bed, platonic or otherwise? Three. Vincent, Zacharie, and *you*."
He shook his head and hid his scowl behind his mug. "I still have feelings for Andre and yes, I admit that I'm jealous but I know what it looks like when he's leading someone along and you wouldn't be sitting in his living room talking to me after having slept with him in his bed if he were just toying with you."
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2017 8:13 pm
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2017 8:14 pm
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2017 8:14 pm
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"But...but I can't," the silver-haired man said, startled at the choked sob his words came out in. He rarely ever cried; made a point to keep it in as much as possible even when he was alone. This was painful, though, just thinking about what Louis had been through - was going through - was worse than anything he'd felt in a long time. If it had been him, he was sure he would have broken down ages ago. He would never have had the guts to be here helping Andre after Vincent's death. Louis had incredible mental strength that Akira was sure he'd never possess. And what did he get for it?
"That's not fair to you! It's just not!" he protested, pulling away to hurriedly wipe his face on his arms. "Andre and I...we're still getting to know each other. Really. He probably wouldn't be happy once he got to know me better anyway. There's nothing interesting about me; I have no charisma or mystery to me like he has. I'm just...weak. Desperate and weak enough to cling to someone pretending to like me even if I suspect it's not true."
Akira turned around and pulled his knees up to his chest. "I don't deserve him. And even if you think I make him happy now, I'm sure I'm not the only one. Heck, we don't even know if that's the truth or not." He pushed himself up to his feet, his back still to Louis.
"Louis...when Vincent was around, I couldn't stand seeing his and Andre's sort of relationship. Vincent seemed very nice, but he was just so...blindly devoted to Andre. It just seemed so wrong to me. Like obsession, not actual love. Maybe they made each other happy, but that didn't necessarily mean it was love. It could have just been a simple exchange; give and take. I don't know if I could handle only that, but I wouldn't want to press Andre for more, either." I'm just...weak. Desperate and weak enough to cling to someone pretending to like me even if I suspect it's not true."
He smeared more of his tears off the back of his hand. "I think I had a crush on him then, too. While he and Vincent were together. But later I shoved it aside and ignored it because it wasn't my business and I thought it was enough they were both happy." His chest heaved. "But then Vincent was gone and I didn't know what was going to happen to Andre...and I thought it would be okay...I think I became desperate enough for a bit not to even care if it was love or obsession or desperation or whatever. And...that's not right. If I'm okay with just being a plaything of his, something's seriously wrong with me, don't you think?" He put a palm to his face.
"Maybe...since he's been okay with you coming from Grande Ile to be with him since Vincent passed...maybe there's still a chance for you and him after all. It would have been cruel of him to let you be here otherwise."
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2017 8:15 pm
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2017 8:16 pm
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