「忠実」 ;; Simon followed him without protest and without noise. He would make not a sound forever more if it meant Nahyuta would not stop singing. The man’s voice was beautiful, even more so in the dead of the night as it chased away the demons that haunted him.
The prosecutor was quick to pull his fellow into bed, gentle smile still stretched across pale lips. His eyes were pulled shut, lulled to close by the monk’s lullaby.
“ Nahyuta, my moon… ” Dare he say the words ? “愛してるよ . ”
Ｔｈｅ Ｆｕｎｅｒａｌ Ｐｒｏｓｅｃｕｔｏｒ
Nahyuta chuckled as Simon pulled him into his own bed, falling into his arms. He’s very warm. Nahyuta haven’t felt this warmth in a long time, and he could sleep easily if time freezes forever. Just as Simon told him he loved him, his jade orbs widened. He looked into his eyes: he’s telling the truth.
❝… I love you too, my dear sun.❞
The monk kissed him once again, but passion came to him. Thunder roared through the gray skies, but he didn’t care. All he cared about was his sun.
「忠実」 ;; “ Not at all. ” He only feared what would happen when Nahyuta inevitably learned all his secrets. Indeed, he was a despicable man, if only the other knew the full truth…
“ …Not to think so. ”
Ｔｈｅ Ｆｕｎｅｒａｌ Ｐｒｏｓｅｃｕｔｏｒ
❝Good… That’s good to know, Simon…❞
Smiled gently as he placed a kiss on his pale cheek.
❝So, this film… will it have some gore? Or ghosts?❞
「忠実」 ;; Simon was quick to spin Nahyuta around, pulling him into his arms with surprising gentleness. This grief…he knew it well. This piercing agony which numbed your very soul ‘till it was all you knew… he was determined to keep his lover safe from it. He would not see Nahyuta fall as he had.
The prosecutor said nothing as he gently caressed his monk’s smooth hair.
I am here. I am here, and I will not let this pain destroy you.
Ｔｈｅ Ｆｕｎｅｒａｌ Ｐｒｏｓｅｃｕｔｏｒ
The monk felt Simon turned around, his jade orbs widened with surprise. Simon is… hugging him. Nahyuta breathed deeply as he closed his orbs slowly. He was tired to feel this way: losing his father without living to see the revolution happening. He and Apollo made it happen, for him… He knew his father is proud to the both of them… The warm hand gently caressed his long smooth lavender hair…
「忠実」 ;; Simon was rendered momentarily speechless by his lover’s poetry. How beautiful it was to hear Nahyuta refer so affectionately to him; how FORTUNATE he was to be the subject of the monk’s musings.
The samurai’s thoughts were stolen from him as Nahyuta once again kissed him. It seemed that every time the other’s lips were planted upon his own, his mind went entirely blank. He couldn’t help it, the feeling was unlike anything he’d ever experienced before. It left him wanting so, so much more.
“ If I am the sun, then I daresay that you are the moon, Nahyuta. Your light is subtle, but oh so very beautiful, and it keeps me company on even the darkest of nights. How thankful I am to have you… ”
Ｔｈｅ Ｆｕｎｅｒａｌ Ｐｒｏｓｅｃｕｔｏｒ
Nahyuta didn’t realize he was blushing. He’s just… happy. Happy to say those words truthfully to him. Happy to hear his heart pounding this loud for him. I’m happy to be with Simon…
❝My Simon… My sun. You never know this, but I see you as the warmest light that brightens my world… How I wish to be in your arms, always. I am thankful to have you, my love.❞
Smiling softly, he kissed his jawline with a soft peck. The rain poured harder as Nahyuta lead Simon back to his chambers. Humming to a lovely tune, he started to sing mindlessly.
♫
Heart ever still like the wind as it fades Words but a lie, kind all the same
Voice ever sure as it rings through the sky Brilliantly sound in harmony… ♫
「忠実」 ;; “ It’s not hard to ask, but it IS hard to get to know a man like me. You seem quite determined, though, Sad Monk. ”
Ｔｈｅ Ｆｕｎｅｒａｌ Ｐｒｏｓｅｃｕｔｏｒ
❝And if I’m not determined to know you, my love, I would be scared to never know you at all. I want… to get to know everything about you, Panda. Is it wrong of me to think so?❞
「忠実」 ;; Simon returned the embrace fondly, the barest of smiles coming to stretch across his lips.
“ I didn’t see you as the type, ” he commented, voice low. “ I, myself, am not so much a fan. Calming as it is, the rain is quite troublesome, particularly when it storms. I much prefer the SUN. ”
Ｔｈｅ Ｆｕｎｅｒａｌ Ｐｒｏｓｅｃｕｔｏｒ
Smiling at Simon, Nahyuta wrapped his arms around his neck. It’s funny. He has always thought he’s fond of the rain, not the sun. The monk is sometimes fond of the sun, but the sound of raindrops is what made him attract the rain. Placing his head against his chest, he sighed softly.
❝Well… I didn’t see you as the type for the sun, my love. But know this: you’re my sun, Simon. My sun, my moon, my stars, you are all of them…❞
He kissed his lover in the lips once again, his heart pounding loud in his ears…
「忠実」 ;; “ Be careful what you say, ” Simon said, moving to put the film in the player. “ My taste in movies is very…DARK. They’re certainly not for the easily frightened. ”
Ｔｈｅ Ｆｕｎｅｒａｌ Ｐｒｏｓｅｃｕｔｏｒ
❝Heh heh heh. I’m not easily frightened at all. You’re with me, my dear Panda, and I want to get to know you. Is it hard to ask?❞
