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writetomyheart2019-03-17 10:58 pm
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[team sonic] In the Storm
With those ending words how could I not?
I had this idea for an AU where Taiga is some kind of nobility and runs away with a servant boy...this may one day be that AU? Who knows?
Starting words from Laundry Piles
The storm rages around them. Another flash of lightning lights up the grounds and Taiga sees immediately that they've run off course. He tugs hard on Juri's hand, pulling him to the left. They're running straight into the onslaught of rain but it's the most direct route. The wind howls, it's deafening, but not enough to drown out the sound of the next clap of thunder.
“Taiga!” Juri screams, his voice muffled in the sound of the storm.
“Don't let go of my hand.” Taiga shouts back, running on. Another flash. There's the gate. “Come on.” he shouts, leaning into the wind and the rain but his feet can't carry him any faster.
He's panting as he slams straight into it with his shoulder. It won't budge. He takes a few steps back, dropping Juri's hand only to charge at it again. Nothing. He lets out a shout of rage as he tugs and pulls at the handle, but the lock is firm. With another angry shout he steps back, aiming a kick at the lock itself and he think he hears it click only the thunder rolls again and rain beats heavily against the thick iron.
He kicks it a few more times to be sure, until the lock breaks apart and falls to the floor, the gate swinging open. It's just for a second, and then wind slams it right back. It takes both of them to push it back open, and Taiga holds it, pushing Juri through the gap before twisting through it himself, just in time for it to slam again.
Juri grabs hold of him slamming him back against the wall that now separates them from the castle grounds, from home. “What the hell are you doing?” Juri demands, his expression is almost as furious as the wind that stirs up his hair, tearing at his clothes. Taiga doesn't answer, he doesn't have time before Juri's lips crash against his, before Juri's entire weight sags against him and still isn't close enough.
Taiga wraps his arms tightly around Juri's shoulders, his shirt is soaked through and his whole body is shaking with the cold. It doesn't matter, nothing matters while Juri's lips are pressed against his, demanding, his mouth hot – a stark contrast to world around them. Nothing matters, only it has to, Taiga has to remember that because they're not safe yet.
“They'll come for me.” he says, turning his head enough to press his words against Juri's frozen earlobe. “I won't let them take me away from you, not again.”
I had this idea for an AU where Taiga is some kind of nobility and runs away with a servant boy...this may one day be that AU? Who knows?
Starting words from Laundry Piles
The storm rages around them. Another flash of lightning lights up the grounds and Taiga sees immediately that they've run off course. He tugs hard on Juri's hand, pulling him to the left. They're running straight into the onslaught of rain but it's the most direct route. The wind howls, it's deafening, but not enough to drown out the sound of the next clap of thunder.
“Taiga!” Juri screams, his voice muffled in the sound of the storm.
“Don't let go of my hand.” Taiga shouts back, running on. Another flash. There's the gate. “Come on.” he shouts, leaning into the wind and the rain but his feet can't carry him any faster.
He's panting as he slams straight into it with his shoulder. It won't budge. He takes a few steps back, dropping Juri's hand only to charge at it again. Nothing. He lets out a shout of rage as he tugs and pulls at the handle, but the lock is firm. With another angry shout he steps back, aiming a kick at the lock itself and he think he hears it click only the thunder rolls again and rain beats heavily against the thick iron.
He kicks it a few more times to be sure, until the lock breaks apart and falls to the floor, the gate swinging open. It's just for a second, and then wind slams it right back. It takes both of them to push it back open, and Taiga holds it, pushing Juri through the gap before twisting through it himself, just in time for it to slam again.
Juri grabs hold of him slamming him back against the wall that now separates them from the castle grounds, from home. “What the hell are you doing?” Juri demands, his expression is almost as furious as the wind that stirs up his hair, tearing at his clothes. Taiga doesn't answer, he doesn't have time before Juri's lips crash against his, before Juri's entire weight sags against him and still isn't close enough.
Taiga wraps his arms tightly around Juri's shoulders, his shirt is soaked through and his whole body is shaking with the cold. It doesn't matter, nothing matters while Juri's lips are pressed against his, demanding, his mouth hot – a stark contrast to world around them. Nothing matters, only it has to, Taiga has to remember that because they're not safe yet.
“They'll come for me.” he says, turning his head enough to press his words against Juri's frozen earlobe. “I won't let them take me away from you, not again.”
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Soaked shirts <333 KyomoJuri is the sweetest pair~