Unanswered
Unanswered

Unanswered

Synopsis

"There I was, Matsumoto Takanori, in the autumn of my 28 years, filling my belly, trying unsuccessfully to fill my heart. Reminiscences slowly tore me apart. (...) before proceeding I want to say that this story was never 'mine'. She always was and always will be ours."

Written by

View profile

white lips pale face I'm gay outer space

Recommendations

0

Be the first to recommend this story to other readers!

Total: 18,993 words
01

Capítulo 1

401 words•~3 min
02

Capítulo 2

1,536 words•~8 min
03

Capítulo 3

1,568 words•~8 min
04

Capítulo 4

806 words•~5 min
05

Capítulo 5

1,044 words•~6 min
06

Capítulo 6

1,130 words•~6 min
07

Capítulo 7

1,237 words•~7 min
08

Capítulo 8

1,300 words•~7 min
09

Capítulo 9

1,789 words•~9 min
10

Capítulo 10

3,095 words•~16 min
11

Capítulo 11

1,310 words•~7 min
12

Capítulo 12

1,453 words•~8 min
13

Capítulo 13

1,231 words•~7 min
14

Capítulo 14

1,093 words•~6 min

No characters registered for this story.

More like this

don't cross the line

Even demons have this and that they don't want to talk about. It was not convenient for Takanori to say his name left and right, especially if it was just to provoke him. A name is also a purpose. And he didn't want to see his between those beautiful, corrupted lips.

Demon's Love

Kai is a fallen angel who was bored of, having been forced to take only bad souls or recruit angels to Lucifer's cause. On the other hand, Uruha could be of the same species, but his nature was of protection whose purpose was to help a human who depreciates his life. At one point, without even noticing, the blond angel had caught the attention of the one guided by the King of the Underworld. Maybe you could call that situation a forbidden romance?

In that reality in which he lived, he was a scientist, a physicist in search of something greater, but that in the end his cycle of friendships ended up closing in on two co-workers, a plant and two artificial intelligences. And of course, Sunday lunches at her parents' house, where she'd listen to her mother talk about how happy her brother was with her successful job and her cousin had sent pictures of her twin daughters—two little angels, when are you going to give me grandchildren? Takashi? His eyes were fixed on the coffee mug with a silly print of two mice that read 'The answer is 42'. He sighed as he realized he had lost himself in daydreams. He took the coffee between his hands, breathing in the aroma, the sweet aroma of a few more hours awake without feeling an amoeba. Of course, that scent was better with a dash of cinnamon and cayenne pepper. “Perfect…” he whispered as he tasted the coffee the way he liked it. Better than that only when he was home and could pour a shot of whiskey in his coffee.

Forever Unchanging

- Remember you are not a prisoner. It's free to come and go, the doors are never locked. - He kissed the forehead of the youngest, moving away quickly, then leaving the room. Yuu remained there, immersed in his own silence, he heard those words again. And he knew that was what hurt the other one the most, but it was how he felt too. Stuck in a fate I didn't ask for.