{"id":2055,"date":"2019-08-05T08:07:20","date_gmt":"2019-08-05T06:07:20","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/shirasade.net\/fiction\/?p=2055"},"modified":"2019-08-17T11:22:19","modified_gmt":"2019-08-17T09:22:19","slug":"everything-is-louder-in-the-dark","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/shirasade.net\/fiction\/everything-is-louder-in-the-dark\/","title":{"rendered":"Everything Is Louder In the Dark"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p><strong>Author's Note: <\/strong>Part of <a rel=\"noreferrer noopener\" href=\"https:\/\/archiveofourown.org\/series\/1440709\" target=\"_blank\">Writer's Month 2019<\/a>, day 5 - word prompt: sound. An alternate version of Un and Two during the power cut in episode 10. What do you mean this isn't what happened?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<!--more-->\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator\"\/>\n\n\n\n<p>Un hated the dark. He hated how he reacted \neven more, panicking and stumbling around like a complete idiot, \nespecially since this was nothing more dangerous than a power failure. \nStill, he couldn't stop his heart from racing, nor his body from \nbreaking into cold sweat, the darkness closing in on him like a \nsoundless blanket. So when someone suddenly gripped him from behind, he \ncried out in complete terror.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\"Calm down, it's me.\" Two's familiar\n voice broke through the fog of Un's panic, and Un realised he was being\n held upright by the younger man in a strange reversal of that time in \nthe lake. His stomach fluttered in a way that had nothing to do with \nfear, a sensation that only increased the longer they remained like \nthis, faces only inches apart.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\"Why are you helping me?\" Despite himself, Un's eyes flicked down to Two's lips.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>He\n desperately tried to think of an explanation for the way Two wasn't \nmoving away but kept staring at him as if they were flies trapped in \namber that didn't get his hopes up. It didn't help at all when Two \nfinally replied uncertainly, \"I don't know.\"<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>His voice was rough, \ncurling around Un and leaving goosebumps in its wake, and he couldn't \nhelp but lick his lips nervously. Two caught the movement and exhaled \nsharply, mirroring the gesture. The next moment they were both swaying \nforward, the sound of their lips meeting seeming very loud in the \nsilence of the theatre.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>It started out slow, tentative, but like a\n dam breaking, years of suppressed emotions on Un's part rushed through \nhim, and he pulled Two closer, drinking him in like a thirsty man in the\n desert. Two didn't remain passive either, tightening his hold on Un and\n giving as good as he got, as if there was nothing in the world he \nwanted more than to kiss Un and be kissed by him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\"Two?!\" The \nshocked female voice cut through the bubble they'd created, and they \njumped apart abruptly. Lyn was standing at the top of the stairs, her \nphone's torch slicing through the darkness. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\"Lyn...\" Two sounded \nshell-shocked. Wordlessly, Lyn turned on her heel and quickly left the \nauditorium. After one last agonised backwards glance, Two followed his \ngirlfriend, leaving Un alone in the dark. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>He barely noticed, the sound of Two walking away from him echoing in his ears.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>An alternate version of Un and Two during the power cut in episode 10.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_s2mail":"yes","footnotes":"","_links_to":"","_links_to_target":""},"categories":[350,357,358],"tags":[294,299],"series":[],"class_list":["post-2055","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-boys-love","category-theory-of-love","category-un-two","tag-audience-all","tag-genre-slash"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/shirasade.net\/fiction\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2055","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/shirasade.net\/fiction\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/shirasade.net\/fiction\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/shirasade.net\/fiction\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/shirasade.net\/fiction\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2055"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/shirasade.net\/fiction\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2055\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2057,"href":"https:\/\/shirasade.net\/fiction\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2055\/revisions\/2057"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/shirasade.net\/fiction\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2055"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/shirasade.net\/fiction\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2055"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/shirasade.net\/fiction\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2055"},{"taxonomy":"series","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/shirasade.net\/fiction\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/series?post=2055"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}