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kh_drabbleChallenge: [098] Father
Title: A Better One
Word Count: 118
A/N: So since I've already played with the Mothers of KH, I decided to toy with the Fathers and um... crack. Crap and crack. Together. Aren't you excited? Rated PG-13 for adult subject matter and general what-the-fuckery. I swear I will one day write a serious Father piece, but that day is not today.
He tells himself, this is not what fathers are.
Fathers are not spiders that scuttle darkened corners, like shadows folding walls.
Fathers are not silhouettes that press into bedframes when the nightlight burns out.
They are not the pool of sweat in the mattress the boy presses into when he has nowhere else to squirm, when his bed is suddenly too small and moans louder than the rasp of air through his throat.
They are not the stifled gasp that’s slick like oil on his tongue; they are not the undisturbed hush that’s left.
Ansem tells himself this, and ignores the thought.
He still thinks himself a father.
And, gradually –
Xehanort comes to think himself a better one.
Title: A Better One
Word Count: 118
A/N: So since I've already played with the Mothers of KH, I decided to toy with the Fathers and um... crack. Crap and crack. Together. Aren't you excited? Rated PG-13 for adult subject matter and general what-the-fuckery. I swear I will one day write a serious Father piece, but that day is not today.
He tells himself, this is not what fathers are.
Fathers are not spiders that scuttle darkened corners, like shadows folding walls.
Fathers are not silhouettes that press into bedframes when the nightlight burns out.
They are not the pool of sweat in the mattress the boy presses into when he has nowhere else to squirm, when his bed is suddenly too small and moans louder than the rasp of air through his throat.
They are not the stifled gasp that’s slick like oil on his tongue; they are not the undisturbed hush that’s left.
Ansem tells himself this, and ignores the thought.
He still thinks himself a father.
And, gradually –
Xehanort comes to think himself a better one.
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