FAKE Double Drabble: Self-Acceptance
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badly_knittedTitle: Self-Acceptance
Fandom: FAKE
Author:
badly_knittedCharacters: Ryo, Dee.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 400: Amnesty 40 at
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drabble_zone, using Challenge 186: Out Of My Mind.Setting: After the manga.
Summary: Finally, Ryo can accept everything about himself.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
A/N: Double drabble.
“Did you ever have doubts?” Ryo asked, as he and Dee snuggled together in bed one night, waiting for sleep to claim them after a very enjoyable evening out. “About us, I mean.”
“Doubts?” Dee shifted just enough to drop a kiss on the top of Ryo’s head, which was resting on his chest. “Nah, I knew what I wanted. The only thing I ever wondered about was how long it would take before you finally came to your senses.”
Ryo snorted a laugh. “Came to my senses? So you thought I was out of my mind? Thanks for that!”
“Not what I meant, and you know it. You’d just spent so long in denial about bein’ gay, and denial’s a hard habit to break. Maybe even harder than nicotine addiction, ‘cause they don’t make a patch for it.”
“It wasn’t so much denial as being scared that I wouldn’t be who I thought I was if I accepted that I’m gay. I know, it doesn’t make sense, I just felt like I was losing control of my life. I’d tried so hard to be straight.”
“And now?”
“Now I don’t have to fight for control, I can finally relax.”
The End
“Doubts?” Dee shifted just enough to drop a kiss on the top of Ryo’s head, which was resting on his chest. “Nah, I knew what I wanted. The only thing I ever wondered about was how long it would take before you finally came to your senses.”
Ryo snorted a laugh. “Came to my senses? So you thought I was out of my mind? Thanks for that!”
“Not what I meant, and you know it. You’d just spent so long in denial about bein’ gay, and denial’s a hard habit to break. Maybe even harder than nicotine addiction, ‘cause they don’t make a patch for it.”
“It wasn’t so much denial as being scared that I wouldn’t be who I thought I was if I accepted that I’m gay. I know, it doesn’t make sense, I just felt like I was losing control of my life. I’d tried so hard to be straight.”
“And now?”
“Now I don’t have to fight for control, I can finally relax.”
The End
