kh_drabble | Waha

I’m not entirely sure I met the criteria for this challenge. If not, consider this a regular non-entry drabble. Yush.

Challenge: Forgotten
Title: Yours
Words: 269
Notes: Definitely AU, since this piece does not fit into KH canon. Interpret it as you like because I sure as moogle don’t have a plot set in stone for it. Tis the nature of the drabble, eh? I did have two specific characters in mind, though. Not hard to guess which two, I s’pose.

He looks at you with eyes so wide and blue that you almost point the gun to your own head and shoot yourself instead. Almost.

He had knocked on your front door, even though he hadn’t needed to. He always lets himself in anyway, without waiting for you to answer, although you don’t ever remember giving him a key. The rain outside is thundering, relentless, an all-encompassing aqua army bent on torrential destruction. He’s soaked through and through, wet hair dripping and clothes water-dark.

He does that often, you realize. He comes by for no reason, sporadically, unexpectedly, but never unwelcome. Your resolve shatters all of a sudden and you feel like the ruthless killer in children’s books.

But you steady your traitorous hands; take careful aim at the heart you know is beating within his chest. You wish you could hear his heartbeat, just so you’d know he’s still alive, at least for now, and that you will be the one to end it all. You wouldn’t let anyone else take his life.

“Aren’t you going to ask me why?” you whisper, eyes burning into his, searching frantically—for what?

He says nothing, but looks so forgiving that you almost take your own life again.

“Won’t you say anything?” you demand, slightly hysterical, unhinged, deranged. “Won’t you beg for your life?”

“Beg?” And he smiles that sad smile that’s become too familiar over the years. “But you know that my life has always belonged to you.”

You can’t take it anymore; you pull the trigger finally.

And all is still as you will yourself to forget it all.