shizutom fanfic part 2 (I guess it wasn't a oneshoOver hereshizutom fanfic part 2 (I guess it wasn't a onesho by Z-ZharK-K
There was no need to apologize
He was really understanding.
But he probably doesn't know.
Why would he know? It makes no sense at all. I'm just being paranoid.
After showering and getting dressed (luckily at another room) he brought me some food from a store nearby. He knew I was hangover. Gosh, why are you so perfect?
This feels so nice. Being on his bed. Smell his smell. Does that make me a weirdo? I don't think so. I'm just in love. It could happen to anyone. Gosh it still feels weird to use that word. Love. I've never been in love before. He comes back from the store and brings me breakfast to bed. I can feel my face blushing, this is like we were a couple. Oh, how nice would that be...
Don't go there. Just be cool.
I ask him if he wants some of the food and he denies. He just sits on the end of the bed and stares through the window.
I can't finish half of the food. It must be because of the embarrasment.
As much as I love being like this,
shizutom fluff (oneshot)>Ok. For starters, no matter what the rumors say, we don’t live together. Being on his side all day long is enough.shizutom fluff (oneshot) by Z-ZharK-K
Well… Actually I’ve never heard those rumors. I’m just guessing here…
And if someone has ever told you he has a girlfriend, trust me. I would know.
He’s not much of a talker but… I’ve seen him in love (or… Just having a crush) back in middle school. He’s never been like that anymore, specially since his violent behavior drove her away.
I am not sure if he still feels guilty about that, but I can tell you he doesn’t hate himself anymore. That’s a big step.
We usually part around 10 pm, after having dinner at some place…
We like to switch restaurants to get different meals everyday. None of us cook, so the kitchen at our respective appartments is mostly decoration.
Yes. I’ve been in his appartment. Sometimes a stupid person tears his clothes and I wait for him to change.
He’s been at m
Bonds: a krattcest fanfic part 3Don't get anyBonds: a krattcest fanfic part 3 by Z-ZharK-K
First comes denial
Last night... Was magical
Why why why are you doing this to me?
Martin, my brother, the lover I've always wanted
It can't be
Then comes anger
You paint yourself white
And fill up with noise
How are you doing this to me?? Did last night mean nothing to you?? Were you just playing? You're so cruel
Then comes sadness
Now that you found it
"Chris... I think we shouldn't do this
Hardest words to speak
I can feel his heart breaking
But... That's just gonna last a while. Isn't it?
He'll get over me
He'll find something better...
Not this sick bastard that is me
Now that you feel it
You've gone off the rails
Last comes acceptance.
Of course he wants nothing with me
I'm His younger brother
He can't feel the same about me.
You'll go to hell
For all your dirty mind
Bonds (a Krattcest fanfic) chapter 2: realizationWhat is itBonds (a Krattcest fanfic) chapter 2: realization by Z-ZharK-K
What is it that’s driving me so crazy right now
Thinking this kind of stuff
This is my older brother we’re talking about
I feel like I wanna hide and squeeze every bit of him
And please every bit of him
I’m just having this giant stream of thoughts
Every time I see him
When did this start?
Was it when we were exploring the forests of Polynesia and he handed me his jacket, and I felt goosebumps all over my body?
Was it when he got a girlfriend in high school and seeing them kiss made me sick to the stomach?
Or was it even before, when we went together everywhere, and he took my little hand in his
Well… we still go everywhere together…
He exits the room, heading towards to the bathroom to brush his teeth. He leaves me with these thoughts, staring at his bare back
It’s just that today it was too much. I made a joke about him having a crush on Aviva and he asked whether I was jealous
Yes – I said
Why, why, why did I say this, obviously h