shi-no-toge:

hanakotobawakodoku:

Entirely unaware that he had an audience, Eric kept it up. His movements were fluid, hips inspired to sway with the music and feet bouncing against the bed in time. Yes, he was the sort to go about dancing on his bed. And while he wasn’t bad at it, it seemed his balance needed a little work — for one wrong step and he was sent (in a fit of loud shouts and cursing) tumbling to the ground with a crash. Sheets tangled around his legs and hair disheveled.

“What made you change your mind…?” He asked softly. “If you just wanted to be my friend why did you hold me that night… why did you kiss me so kindly?” He rolled over to face the other man, looking sadly at his back.

All of the questions his partner posed were the very things that he didn’t want to answer. Overcome with frustration, Eric stood with trembling shoulders. “I don' kno' why. I jus’ – I jus’ did.” His fists clenched. He faced the other reaper and behind the confusion and anger, his eyes glistened with tears that had yet to be shed. But as soon as their gazes had met he was heading toward the door – running away yet again.