Junno knew about dust bunnies, tiny little rabbits the size of a speck that gathered and made everything grey. I many times read that combination of words - dust bunnies - before and I understood what it means but somehow never really thought about the "bunnies" part. And now I think I have a new perception of dust (why there are no such cute names for dust in my native language T_T) /sorry for randomness
Junno believed it was fur. =D
The small fingers retracted into the barrel in an instant, like the turtle Junno had scene last year when his father had taken him to the zoo. The barefooted boy was curling up tight in his make-shift shell. asdffhg; ♥
One day, he would travel to everywhere and escape to a world that cared about him... Until then, he'd keep fighting on his own. T__T ♥
For a moment, they were all friends; the rest was all pretend. Junno was used to pretending. T______T
The pitch darkness, the cold, the screams, the scolding, the skin-tearing pain. He wouldn't take that again. He couldn't. Kame T___T
"I can pay you in smiles," Junno offered and the boy laughed again. Smile number twenty-three. Junno counts smiles ♥♥♥
He ordered Junno to keep quiet while he plucked bits of grass and leaves out of his hair again. In the ensuing silence, Junno's smile was like a blaring siren, obnoxious and louder than he had ever seen before. He wanted to freeze it like that forever. ♥☻
"I like Kazuya more," he said, an uncontrollable smile skating across his face. There was no pretend anymore; this was the truth. He liked Kazuya more than red apples or green apples or even grape flavoured lollies. Kazuya was his favourite. awwww ♥♥♥
If he could, Junno would take Kazuya home, lure him with apples and treats so that he'd follow Junno back to his grandma's garden, where Kazuya could name all the bunnies, and then up to Junno's room where they could count the stars together. Junno would warn him about the dust bunnies but Kazuya would crawl under his bed anyway and then pop back up, coughing with his hair sprinkled with snowy dust. Junno would say to him, told you so and Kazuya would whack him with his pillow and tell him to shut up. They'd eat crackers together and pretend they were eating moon cheese. Sorry for quoting all paragraph but I just loved it ♥ :_:
Being lost at sea wasn't so bad, he thought. They were Junno's Kazuya and Kazuya's Junno. They'd always have their ship.
They'd get lost together. asdsffhgj; ♥♥♥♥♥
It made me smile a lot but at the same time I felt a little bit sad as I can't stop thinking about what awaits them in the future. I think I got too carried away by the story ♥
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It is such a wonderful fic ♥ *__*
Junno knew about dust bunnies, tiny little rabbits the size of a speck that gathered and made everything grey.
I many times read that combination of words - dust bunnies - before and I understood what it means but somehow never really thought about the "bunnies" part. And now I think I have a new perception of dust
(why there are no such cute names for dust in my native language T_T) /sorry for randomness
Junno believed it was fur.
=D
The small fingers retracted into the barrel in an instant, like the turtle Junno had scene last year when his father had taken him to the zoo. The barefooted boy was curling up tight in his make-shift shell.
asdffhg; ♥
One day, he would travel to everywhere and escape to a world that cared about him... Until then, he'd keep fighting on his own.
T__T ♥
For a moment, they were all friends; the rest was all pretend. Junno was used to pretending.
T______T
The pitch darkness, the cold, the screams, the scolding, the skin-tearing pain. He wouldn't take that again. He couldn't.
Kame T___T
"I can pay you in smiles," Junno offered and the boy laughed again. Smile number twenty-three.
Junno counts smiles ♥♥♥
He ordered Junno to keep quiet while he plucked bits of grass and leaves out of his hair again. In the ensuing silence, Junno's smile was like a blaring siren, obnoxious and louder than he had ever seen before. He wanted to freeze it like that forever.
♥☻
"I like Kazuya more," he said, an uncontrollable smile skating across his face. There was no pretend anymore; this was the truth. He liked Kazuya more than red apples or green apples or even grape flavoured lollies. Kazuya was his favourite.
awwww ♥♥♥
If he could, Junno would take Kazuya home, lure him with apples and treats so that he'd follow Junno back to his grandma's garden, where Kazuya could name all the bunnies, and then up to Junno's room where they could count the stars together. Junno would warn him about the dust bunnies but Kazuya would crawl under his bed anyway and then pop back up, coughing with his hair sprinkled with snowy dust. Junno would say to him, told you so and Kazuya would whack him with his pillow and tell him to shut up. They'd eat crackers together and pretend they were eating moon cheese.
Sorry for quoting all paragraph but I just loved it ♥ :_:
Being lost at sea wasn't so bad, he thought. They were Junno's Kazuya and Kazuya's Junno. They'd always have their ship.
They'd get lost together.
asdsffhgj; ♥♥♥♥♥
It made me smile a lot but at the same time I felt a little bit sad as I can't stop thinking about what awaits them in the future.
I think I got too carried away by the story ♥