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delrhei_writingTitle: Silence
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kryss_delrhei
Fandom: DRAMAtical Murder
Type: Video Game / Visual Novel
Characters/Pairing: Koujaku/Aoba Seragaki
Word Count: 101
Genre: General
Rating: G
Warning: None
Summary: Aoba doesn't like silence.
Disclaimer: I do not own DRAMAtical Murder nor the characters, just borrowing them from Nitro+CHiRAL for a little while.
Author's Notes: I don't even know where this was going. Vaguely, but it didn't come out the way that I had visioned. Oh well.
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1drabble : #24 - Silence (Drabble Table)
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Aoba never liked silence.
The single most reason why music was something that calmed him.
Koujaku on the other hand, was one that preferred silence to stew in his thoughts. His boyfriend enjoyed to quietly lounge in the bedroom, habitually puffing on one of his cigarettes. He liked silence to the point that sometimes when they relaxed together, it bothered him.
Aoba wasn’t quite sure it was something he’d ever get use to.
… And yet he did.
He never liked silence, but the quiet company was something that he valued far more than the rational sanity that music provided him.
Author:
kryss_delrheiFandom: DRAMAtical Murder
Type: Video Game / Visual Novel
Characters/Pairing: Koujaku/Aoba Seragaki
Word Count: 101
Genre: General
Rating: G
Warning: None
Summary: Aoba doesn't like silence.
Disclaimer: I do not own DRAMAtical Murder nor the characters, just borrowing them from Nitro+CHiRAL for a little while.
Author's Notes: I don't even know where this was going. Vaguely, but it didn't come out the way that I had visioned. Oh well.
Prompt:
1drabble : #24 - Silence (Drabble Table)--
Aoba never liked silence.
The single most reason why music was something that calmed him.
Koujaku on the other hand, was one that preferred silence to stew in his thoughts. His boyfriend enjoyed to quietly lounge in the bedroom, habitually puffing on one of his cigarettes. He liked silence to the point that sometimes when they relaxed together, it bothered him.
Aoba wasn’t quite sure it was something he’d ever get use to.
… And yet he did.
He never liked silence, but the quiet company was something that he valued far more than the rational sanity that music provided him.
