[Team 2] Dreaming 2

[noella84.livejournal.com]

This follows this other shiritori here.



Dreaming was all he had been up to until that moment. The moment when the dream became reality. The moment in which he could feel the touch of Tamamori’s hand and realize that he was back in the real world, the world he was supposed to live in.

It was a world where even the light of the day hurt his eyes; the air he was trying to breathe was heavy and noxious, his whole body was screaming in pain. Dreaming was a lot better than that but Miyata forced himself to keep his eyes open just to look into Tamamori’s hopeful hazelnut-coloured eyes. His hand and the sound of his voice soothed the pain away and soon Miyata was able to stand in the real world and he wasn’t alone this time.

Soon the real world replaced the dreamy opalescence of irreality with all its adversities and grey clouds full of rain. But the moments he was holding Tamamori’s hand were enough not to regret having left the dream. After all, what made the dream perfect was the same person who made reality perfect.

Comments

[mousapelli.livejournal.com]

yesss so much miyatama *rolls around in it*

[miquilis.livejournal.com]

I'm so weak to dream aus.

It's sweet how Miyata anchors himself in reality for Tama.

[ryogrande.livejournal.com]

wow, so many things that could be going on here, i love the ambiguity of it all the most.