you're scared, terrified. no matter where you go, ryomen sukuna's always capable of finding you. you curl, hiding within every corner - but he discovers every limb of you. you long to run, but outrunning someone so powerful refrains from doing you a...
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7.7k words. acts: nudity, sexual implications, angst, fluff, flashbacks, time-skip, violence and more.
• ━━･࣪˖ ཐིཋྀ･━━ •
SETTLED against the swaying glass shards, you bask in their savoury solace. A solace you had once been deprived of. However, you continue to sink in the art of nothingness with your friend, Gracie.
Not a single sound falls from your lips, but melodic sentences spew from Gracie's lips.
Gracie sat beside a mindful you, white hibiscus flowers resting within her dainty hands.
It was surreal.
Inevitably, you discovered yourself attempting to mentally butcher Gracie's hope — hoping to deny her the disaster that clings to your death-heavied limbs. Yet, her persistence was deep-rooted — complimenting your past self.
Wanting to turn a blind eye towards her, your thudding heart couldn't do so — finding fragments of your past in her demeanour. She paired with the old mould of you, fitting with scary precision.
"Amunet, aren't you tired of just lying here for hours?" Enthusiastically, Gracie announces her thoughts — settling a gentle carmine flower beside you.
Sometimes, you wished for her to call you by your real name.
"No, since it reminds me of when I used to watch the sunrise with my husband," Attempting to keep a stoic facade, you ease out your confession.
"This is the only way I feel close to him." Incapable of lying about something so sacred, you pour your memories into Gracie's attentive ears.
"Do you miss him?" Taken aback by Gracie's sympathetic question, you still your stirring might — projecting nonchalantness.
You still didn't want her to get too close to you.
"Yes, but he's at war," Paving a falsified tale, a glimmer of pity adorns your sentence.
At a terrible war in his venomous mind.
"So, I divulge in poetry, sunsets and flowers to be closer to him." Aware your subconsciousness betrayed you, your heart finishes your statement.
