Yuu - On Love
Is this written in the POV of the character? Yes
What is love to you?
Section titled “What is love to you?”It’s a… undeniable obsession. An insidious parasite that only exists to eat at you, prey on your weakness and leave you hollow. Or maybe it’s not. How would I know?
(There was a lonely boy, drowning in the voices of faceless nobodies. A red spider lily blooms on his desk, a worn out letter stuffed in his school bag. Patches of blue bloom on his back as he trudges home.)
(They were in love once, or so they think. What’s love if not the solace one finds in the presence of another? The warm words from behind the screen, the eager ear to listen to his murmuring. Who wouldn’t find comfort within an innocent stranger?)
(But as they learnt, the love is naught but an illusion. Where is love to be found when a lover tries to wring your neck in the name of divine pleasure?)
How you are when in love
Section titled “How you are when in love”…
(They were a teen once. Unsent love letters left to rot in the desktop’s recycling bin, and video call recordings left untouched in a hard disk drive somewhere. He was a kid once. Excited with small praises and consolations, eager to share his new finding in his deep dives.)
(Word puzzles were the kid’s bread and butter, so of course who was he to deny an invitation to play one every evening? And why would he quit if it made him forget what lies in wake the next day?)
Habits
Section titled “Habits”…I—
(Midnight chats and small conversations. Written poetry littered with trivia about language history. His tokens of affections were small and sweet, for what could an innocent kid provide if not small mercies?)
Ask game
Section titled “Ask game”Between your family and your lover, who would you choose?
Section titled “Between your family and your lover, who would you choose?”@urfriendlywriter on tumblr
…Family.
(Not that they believe there’s anyone to choose between. Perhaps their sister is one, but surely she’s better left without him.)
Between you and your lover, who would you choose?
Section titled “Between you and your lover, who would you choose?”@urfriendlywriter on tumblr
No one.
(I don’t think they’ll budge on that one.)
A gun on their hand, pointed at their beloved.
Section titled “A gun on their hand, pointed at their beloved.”modified from @urfriendlywriter on tumblr
It’s as funny as it is absurd. They never thought things would devolve this way. Or that it would even happen. A gun to their shoulders, their hands shaking, and every fiber of their being itching to burn in place.
QbpIrX was never built for this. How could he be? A homebody beaten to death by their demons, who rots in bed at every waking moment. Him? Shoot from what seems to be a stupidly old gun square at their partner’s shoulder?
Him, of all people?
It’s truly a laughable notion, yet it happens all the same. Multiple pairs of eyes are watching this very scene unfold, itching to see the main character pull the trigger. To end the show at its highest point.
And they’re calm. His partner, mind you. Eyes soft and gentle, their hands splayed onto his back. A small gesture of comfort, one he cannot deny as much as he writhes.
‘You’ll die,’ he thinks. But surely they won’t, for the gun is but a prop. But it’s so real at the moment, isn’t it? When the spotlight shines onto center stage, when the actor is forced onto a scene they could never opt out from.
When everyone is cock-sure of the gun simply clicking to even contemplate the infinitesimal chance of their lover dying in his hands.
Yet qBpiRx could never deign to pull the trigger.