Title: 58 Jukebox
Author: Aeneus (http://aeneus.livejournal.com/)
Pairing: Hakkai/Gojyo
Rating: PG-13 overall
Summary: 10 drabbles of the
Hakkai/Gojyo kind
Word Count: 10 x 100 = 1000
(excluding titles & lyrics)
Beta: car_jack
Meme: set MP3 player to random all tracks and list the first 10 songs that come
up. Write drabble for each song.
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I Feel You
Depeche Mode
This is the morning of our love
"Mornin'," Gojyo grumbled as he opened his eyes and
found Hakkai looking back at him.
"It's
afternoon," Hakkai replied dryly.
"Damn,
do we have to get up?"
Hakkai
kissed him softly. If Gojyo had known he could wake up like this he would have
given in to his attraction for Hakkai a long time ago.
"No,
I think it can be morning a bit longer." Hakkai smiled seductively and
Gojyo felt his stomach flip. He pulled Hakkai back into a more heated kiss. If
it was up to him, they wouldn't leave the bed for the rest of the day.
Yeat's Grave The Cranberries
Had they but
courage equal to desire
The
denial gave him strength. At least that's how Hakkai used to think of it. It
was his own way of repenting for his crimes and the stain he carried. But at
night, when images of Gojyo haunted him, he knew that it wasn't strength but
weakness. He hadn't been able to protect her and he dared not risk being that
vulnerable again.
That's
why he stayed silent when Gojyo told him that he loved him; why he turned away
when Gojyo reached for him; why he didn't move when Gojyo left.
Now
there's no strength or weakness, just regret.
Doe Het Goed Van Dik Hout
Ik heb
geen plaats meer in mijn
hoofd,
geen emotie getoond
(I have no
more room in my head,
showed no emotion)
There's
a lot in Hakkai's mind securely cordoned of. The walls he has built in his mind
hold back the horror of what he's done. They hold back the fear of what he's
capable of. They hold back the anger over the wrongs in his past.
Then
Gojyo started chipping away, happily and persistently, and Hakkai realised that
rather than protecting himself and others from the darkness, he was trapping
the last bit of beauty from his past inside as well: a blinding capacity to
love.
When
next Gojyo looks at him a certain way, Hakkai carefully opens a window.
Cryptorchid Marilyn
Manson
Each time I
make my mother cry
an Angel dies and falls from
Heaven
Gojyo
sank back against Hakkai, letting the other man's arms cradle him in unspoken
support. He squeezed his eyes shut, willing himself not to cry. He hated how
after all these years, the sight of a beautiful
woman's tears could still get to him like that. But worse, he felt like he was
letting Hakkai down, by dwelling on the past instead of their future.
"I'm
here," Hakkai said softly and inside Gojyo a dam broke. He crumpled and
cried like a six year old desperate for his mother's love.
Hakkai
cradled him, whispering support, and kissing the tears away.
Where Do We
Go From Here? Buffy The Vampire Slayer Cast
The battle's done, and we kind of won
"What
do we do now?" Hakkai asked. The silhouette of the village they had left
so many years ago finally loomed on the horizon. It was good to be back after
their seemingly endless journey, but right now, it didn't feel like much of a
victory to Hakkai. It felt like the end.
"We
go home," Gojyo answered.
"Home?" Hakkai echoed uncertainly.
"Of
course, where else were you planning on going?"
Hakkai
turned to Gojyo and looked at him. "It is your house, Gojyo."
Gojyo
met his eyes and smiled broadly. "Yeah, but it's not home without you
there too."
Thinking Of
You
Something
about a little evil that makes
that unmistakable noise I was hearing
Hakkai
bit his lip as he listened to the sounds coming from Gojyo's bed. Doesn't he know how loud he was?
Looking
through his eyelashes, Hakkai could just make out the rhythmic shifting of
sheets as Gojyo's hand moved in a steady pace. Involuntarily, his hand moved to
his own crotch. He stopped himself just in time and held his breath as Gojyo finally
arched, a satisfied moan filling the air.
After
a few seconds Gojyo turned on his side and looked straight at Hakkai, smiled
and winked. Hakkai quickly turned away and buried himself deep in the covers. Bastard.
Powerless
Nelly Furtado
Paint me over
with your dreams
Gojyo
tries not to flinch when Hakkai's fingers come to rest in his hair. He is pressed
up against him, murmuring in his sleep. Gojyo can't sleep, a sickening feeling
keeping him awake. It shouldn't have been like this. It should have just been
sex.
In
the heat of the moment, it had been easy to pretend they were both answering a
need for a willing body. But Hakkai didn't just need anybody; he needed a ghost.
It's there in the name he whispers as he strokes Gojyo's hair, no longer red in
the darkness, but brown in his dreams.
Happy Together The Turtles
No matter how
they toss the dice, it had to be
Sometimes
it feels to Hakkai like he has known Gojyo all his life. The ease he feels
around him carries a familiarity he has not experienced with anyone else. He
has never spoken about this to Gojyo, but he suspects it's the same for him. He
can tell by the way Gojyo accepted him into his life, like there was a space
just for him.
Even
their bodies seem to know each other, coming together effortlessly when the
time was right. Hakkai lost faith in any Gods long ago, but in this instance, he
knows it was meant to be.
All I Ask Crowded House
Oh, please
let me stray far from familiar things
"I'm
scared."
Bodies close enough to
touch.
"It's
okay. I'm here. I will never hurt you."
Words of reassurance.
"I've
never
"
A tentative touch.
"Me
neither. But I love you. I love you so much. I want to be with you."
Words of desperation.
"I
don't know what to do."
Fingers withdrawn.
"We'll
figure it out. Together. Just you
and me."
Words of hope.
"I
want this too."
A hand on his lips, a
stroke of promise.
"I
want you more than anything. Whatever happens, I will always want you."
Words of faith.
"I
love you."
"I
love you too."
Get Up While You
Can Atari Teenage Riot
You're in control of being
under control
Sometimes Gojyo is jealous of
Hakkai's power limiters. They are inconspicuous and let him hide the identity
he shuns. Gojyo can't hide his red eyes and red hair. His 'mistake' is in the
open for everyone to see. He wonders what it would be like to look normal.
Lost in thought, he strokes one of the small metal cuffs and Hakkai turns sharply, enough fear in his eyes to stun Gojyo. He retracts his hand and Hakkai molds his face back into vacuous neutrality. But Gojyo still feels the terror and shame lingering. Maybe he's not so jealous after all.
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