neko_kirin3104 | Yama Halloween Micros

You
[Ohno/Sho] [PG-13] [AU]
***Warning: character death, first person pov ***

"She'll sting you one day. Oh so gently, so you hardly even feel it. 'Til you fall dead."
—The Queen Bee

It's not every day that I find myself standing beside a man like you.

Pale skin. Fair face. Lips lush and tempting like honey.

The corporate suit is a really nice touch. I have always imagined you'd look strikingly tantalizing in something like it, as opposed to that gray on gray ensemble you used to flaunt around the house all day.

All day—

Then again, you didn't really get to bring much of your stuffs when you moved in with me, did you? It was a bit of an oversight on my part.

I just didn't wanna waste any chances, you see?

And you did say you were gonna do anything to please me.

Anything—

I was gonna do anything for you too, you know? If you had only given me a chance.

We could've been happy. We could’ve had a perfectly normal life.

But you just wouldn’t make it easy for me.

You never did make anything easy, Sho-kun.

For me. For you.

For us—

You wanted flair.

You wanted conflict.

You wanted out.

Out—

I never meant to hurt you. You know that, right?

But you were gonna run away and leave me alone.

And now your pale skin has already gone paler.

Your once fair face has already hardened into that hideous scowl.

And your lips, those plump, red, honey-flavored lips have already become somewhat of a rest stop for bees.

And flies—

I shouldn’t have taken you home.

I should’ve really just contented myself watching you from a distance, drawing portraits of you in my mind, on canvasses, on the walls.

On my skin—

If I had only held my ground against these obsessive urges, I probably wouldn’t have broken you.

I wouldn’t have been forced to give you that scarlet necklace that leaked down your neck for hours and hours.

Days—

Then again… if you knew me at all, you'd know better than to believe I can ever be so... inhibited. So contrite.

That like a hopeful drone on a queen bee's maiden flight, I'd sooner let these urges trump my common sense, if it meant I get to fuck you again until I die.

Until I die—

This is what you do to me. This is what I have become.

I feel like I've been here my entire life, Sho-kun.

Right here at the intersection where I first met you.

And as I steal another glance at the you I see today, my lusting eyes shifting from the traffic lights to the proud slope of a broad forehead, the gentle curve of a snobbish nose, the plump pair of lips frozen in a perpetual pout.

Your pout—

I find myself wondering if this version of you in the fancy corporate suit could ever really match your perfection.

Because none of the others ever did.

They didn’t have your voice.

They couldn’t give me your forced and nervous laughter, your eventual screams for mercy.

They couldn’t even recreate that frightened look in your eyes and the striking death mask that frame them.

You remain unmatched, Sho-kun.

To this day…

To this day—

Nevertheless, I’ll keep trying.

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