Theme: Lyrics # 1. Lyrics are located at the beginning of the drabble.
Warnings: Fluff, oddness.
Pairing: Shin (Kagrra,)/Aoi (the GazettE)
Word Count: 491
Comments: Written for 10_encounters. The lyrics, which are at the beginning of the fic, are from Jinkaku Radio’s Nejimakidori. Today is _yoki_'s birthday, and I wrote this for her in honor of it. ^_______^ <333
"Don't be sad, next time I'll wind you up"
Shin has never been fond of simply ‘sitting around’. He isn’t the type to take frequent breaks, as he’d much rather be working than doing nothing. Aoi often argues that sometimes, doing nothing is good, and in a way, Shin can see his lover’s point. That doesn’t stop him from working long hours into the night on a particularly difficult piece, though. He likes to keep his hands busy. He likes to keep his mind busy.
Because, when everything has come to a standstill and everything is quiet—when there is no movement and no sound and when there are no thoughts about work to keep his mind occupied, he starts thinking about other, less pleasant things, and his train of thought begins to go round and round in a seemingly never-ending circle. But that’s what a circle is, right? It has no beginning and no end, and, depending on what the circle is made of, it can be difficult (or impossible) to break away from it and get back on the correct track.
He wonders sometimes how Aoi manages to put up with him. When Shin isn’t busy with work of some sort, he can often be found staring off into the distance, thinking about too many things and about nothing at all. Aoi worries about him, and Shin doesn’t mean to cause him worry. He just gets lost sometimes, when the world stops spinning.
He’s eternally grateful, though, that Aoi does somehow put up with him, because he knows that the days and the nights would be so much less bearable without him around. Shin doesn’t have to explain what he needs from Aoi when he gets like this (when there’s too much silence and too much noise and too many thoughts and yet no thoughts at all)—Aoi just always seems to know. Sometimes, Shin needs Aoi to be serious and to listen to all of the jumbled not-quite-thoughts in his mind. Sometimes, Shin needs Aoi to make him laugh. Sometimes, Shin needs nothing more than Aoi’s hand in his own.
But always, Shin needs Aoi to make things move again.
Shin isn’t sure what he needs now as he sits, staring at blank pieces of paper that have been blank for hours.
“Hey,” Aoi says quietly from behind him, leaning down to nuzzle at his neck.
“Hey,” Shin returns absent-mindedly, letting his head fall back to rest against Aoi’s shoulder.
“Come back to bed?” Aoi asks. He doesn’t mention the blank paper. He doesn’t try to pry; he simply tries to distract, and perhaps that’s what Shin needs right now to help pull him out of this—Aoi’s gentle distraction.
“… Yeah,” Shin eventually replies, turning in the swivel chair to look at the other guitarist.
Aoi smiles softly, leaning in again, closing the distance between their lips.
And the vicious cycle of too many thoughts and non-thoughts is broken—banished for now.
And the earth moves.
Okay, so, I couldn’t manage porn. XD Writing Shin is still entirely too new for that right now, but I am going to work my way up to it! ^^ Here’s fluff for now, mixed with Shin’s odd thoughts. For some reason, this was easy for me to write—the words just sort of flowed and they seem very Shin.
Of course, I could be terribly wrong, but I hope not.
Happy Birthday, darling. I hope you enjoyed this (and your other presents ^_~).