Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Colours ❯ Black ( Chapter 6 )

[ P - Pre-Teen ]

By: pout

006 - Black

Takeru can't pretend it doesn't scare him. He can't pretend it doesn't hurt to look over at Daisuke, and see him so full of light and life, to see him so beautiful and alive and know that he can't touch him, not here, not in public.

The blond bets that his boyfriend never felt this way, never felt jealous of the straight lovers, who were able to hold hands, and kiss and hug in the streets.

It's not this that scares him though, it's the feeling in his heart, the dark feeling, the emotion that runs so deep and dark it feels almost…almost black.

He doesn't like it, he doesn't like watching Daisuke chatter and laugh and feel, whilst Takeru has to walk a couple of paces behind, ahead or to the side. God forbid anyone think they're queer.

And it's times like this when Takeru feels that black thing throb and grow, spread and set its roots in his heart, too deep to ever be fully removed.

So Takeru hates not being able to hold hands in public.

He hates not being able to kiss him, or embrace him, or show Daisuke how much he means to him within the public eye.

But most of all, Takeru hates the black in his heart.