Perfect Monster

I'm coming home

At first when he felt Angeal’s touch, Zack jumped. It was unexpected and it felt as if he’d never been touched like that ever—even when he knew he had. But a broken heart couldn’t be mended so quickly and that trust issue that felt like a line that drew between them. But that’s not what Zack wanted, or how he felt. He was lonely and the lack of time he’d spent with the man had torn his heart to pieces. He tried not to be upset or hate it, but the way he shook when he’d placed his hand over his chest said it all. Zack had a broken heart—only one man could fix it. He sniffed softly, giving away that his nose was stuffed up from his poor attempt to not cry. Then his eyes were opening wide when Angeal’s strong firm hand pressed over his and the surprise of it had his eyes snapping up to see a face of regret, pain, an expression of emotional heartache. Zack loved him. He loved him so much it actually physically hurt. But as soon as he was pulled close, even he couldn’t hold back anymore. His arms and legs became a mess of limbs as he tried to both grab and climb up on Angeal just to get closer. He dipped his head beneath that nuzzling face into his hair, and soaked his shirt with fresh tears. “It s-still hurts so much…..I don’t think I can stand it…I..uh, hearing your voice. Just telling me that you love me is enough and I can’t be selfish, even if I want to fall into you and never let go. ” he said, hiccuping and sniffing loudly. Zack whined even softer and lifted his lips to press against the man’s neck and kiss the soft gentle skin there, “I love you Angeal—-I can’t stand it anymore….when I’m not around you I just forget how to breath, how to smile…l-like a part of my soul is missing. Please Angeal, I love you so much…be mine forever.” he whispered into his neck and then kissed him over and over again, all over his neck, pulse and up to his ear. 

Zack swallowed, so afraid, so terrified that he would lose all over again and that that hole, that emptiness would spiral so quickly over him that he wouldn’t be able to breath. Just the feeling, the smell, the warmth, even if that was all he ever got to experience again, brought a brief moment of life back to his soul. “Angeal…it hurts. ” he said almost to quiet to be a whisper, but he listened to the and felt his throat close up and he was wordless. He didn’t have to touch him to make those words mean more then anything in the world to him. But to breath now, Zack had forgotten how. “I’ve never felt so alone….like…like, a piece of me is missing without you. I think….I think it’s broken…” he said, one hand leaving Angeal’s chest to rest on his own. Yes…it was always him too…always.

He couldn't stop his hand from moving. Reaching up to grace up Zack's jawline. Stroking his thumb gently across his cheek. Even though they were standing so close, it felt as if he was miles away. The shared warmth, taking in his pup's scent, all of it was right there, within reach. So why was it this difficult to take what he wanted, to have what he desired the most in this world? Missions, timing, complications.. all these would be factors but none could ever hope to rival how completely, deeply and just how powerfully he loved this man. Mako blues opening as he felt one hand leave his chest. Reflex kicked in, his free hand lifting and gently covers over Zack's at his chest. He attempted a smile, though his eyes were watery at this point. His heart was in shambles. To hide the incoming tears, Angeal stopped fighting what everything inside was screaming for him to do. He wrapped his arms fully around his pup and held him close. Whispering "I love you.. so much. I love you..Zack.." Over and over as he nuzzled into his hair. Not wanting to let go any time soon. 

Zack shook his head and slowly approached the taller, leaning in close enough that he could drop his forehead against his chest and sigh. “Nope…it’s all my fault…I….” Well he knew he’d messed things up royally but what more could he say. He took a deep breath and sighed again when Angeal said he was the only to apology,”Why?” he asked, slowly lifting his hands and placing them on the broad part of Angeal’s chest. “How….how do I mean that much to you….Geal…please….”

Wow, yes that is perfection. XD  Zack would try so hard to get him to do something. Bless his heart. Plus, Rude would most likely not do anything 'crazy'. Probably just take off his sunglasses, maybe loosen his tie. Maybe.