FebFic Day 1
First @februaryficletchallenge fic done! I chose the amnesia prompt. And my Furuba babies~
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“I… I don’t remember.”
It’s so very hard not to touch him, to embrace him like she did before. Yuki’s hand on her arm tamps down the want but also amplifies it. How can it not? They both want the same thing.
“Don’t remember what, Kyo-kun?”
He blinks at her, expression pensive. “That doesn’t sound like my name. And your names… they don’t have a meaning to me. I know they’re supposed to. Every person is supposed to know themselves. But I don’t. And I don’t know why.”
The lump in her throat hurts so much that she’s using all of her willpower not to burst into tears. She looks at her arm where Yuki squeezes it, and nowhere else.
“The one thing you should know,” Yuki begins, “is that we’re very… You’re very important to us both.”
Tohru focuses on breathing. On absorbing the truth of Yuki’s words, wrapped in silk to hide the raw edges and deep furrows.
Grief is just love with nowhere to go, but what do you do when you’re grieving for the person in front of you?
“I can feel that,” Kyo says. “I do feel safe with you.” One side of his mouth quirks up. “I guess I’m sorry I’m missing so much context.”
“That’s okay!” Relieved by how steady and clear her voice is, Tohru takes one step forward. “However long it takes, we’ll wait for you. With you.”
Kyo nods. His gaze falls on their joined hands. “C-Can I…”
Both arms reach, slightly.
Tohru stifles a gasp and moves a half step behind Yuki, mirroring his free hand with her own.
Kyo won’t meet either of their eyes, but that hardly matters.
“I hope this is okay. I just wanted to know something.”
“Know what?” Yuki says, so softly.
Kyo gives a wry chuckle. “I’m not sure.” When he looks up, he’s smiling fully, gently. “But I think I’ll figure it out."
