Fan Fiction ❯ Where will you be tomorrow? ❯ Where will you be tomorrow? ( One-Shot )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: Gâbwakh the Destroyer 
Fandom: WWE
Content: talk of m/m; bad language; angst, I think
Pairing: HHHxHBK
Summary: Shawn reflecting on Hunter late at night.
Written November 2001
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 03.06.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 990 | Visits: 254 | Status: Completed
Fandom: WWE
Content: talk of m/m; bad language; angst, I think
Pairing: HHHxHBK
Summary: Shawn reflecting on Hunter late at night.
Written November 2001
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 03.06.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 990 | Visits: 254 | Status: Completed
Title: Where will you be tomorrow?
Author: Angelface
E-mail: Angelface0001@h...
Rating: R ...for language
Content: talk of m/m; bad language; angst, I think
Disclaimer: None of the used characters are mine (now *that* would be a
surprise, huh?). I am using them without permission. All characters belong
either to themselves or to WWFE. No copyright infringement intended. Don't
sue me - I have nothing anyway. Not saying, implying, indicating anything
about real life. That's why it's called fiction. I'm not making money.
Summary: Shawn reflecting on Hunter late at night.
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What a bright night. Incredible. The moon is so bright. A silver plate
surrounded by little lights. And the longer you watch the more you see of
them. Stars. Isn't that what we used to be back then?
We were stars. Nothing could touch us. The world was in our hands...
until... well until it came crushing down on us. But that's so long ago that
it's almost not true anymore.
It's getting cold. You were right I should go inside. Maybe it's warmer
there? It was just a few minutes ago. Before you left. I know you are having
a hard time. I know what it's like... believe me, I've been there. I
understand you. I understand the sad look on your face.
But why am I trying to hide the sadness in my eyes when I want you to find
it. I am so selfish. I want you to look for it. I want you to see it. I
don't want to tell you how I feel because I simply know that it's wrong. I
know that you have to go. I know that your problems are so much more
important than this right here. But still, if I could I would simply tie the
two of us together, so that we'd always be together.
I want to lock you up. Want to feel your warmth every second of my life. And
beyond. It's getting cold. I go inside.
The bed is empty now. As my view falls on those sheets, I can't help but
shiver. It's so cold and it hurts. It hurts so much. You are not there. Your
scent still fills the room. I close my eyes and inhale deeply. I want you to
be here.
Slowly and still shivering I settle down where we have been love making
tonight. Love Making. Ok, having sex... quite frankly and from a sober point
of view - fucking. I lay down and cover myself with the blanket. And still
it's so cold.
It always seems to be the same. We date and without anyone of us planning it
- we land here. You whisper all those beautiful words to me. Your voice low
and soft. Soft at first then more and more hoarse... always the same words.
You talk of love. Again and again you cast your spell on me. Telling me how
much you love me, telling me how beautiful I am. And it is love I see in
your eyes. But why do I have to steal every tender caress?
Why am I all alone right now? Why am I waking up without you every morning?
Why am I going to sleep without you every night, you in front of my eyes as
soon a I close them? Why am I feeling alone even when you are still there
but know that you'll have to leave? Where are you?
I know it and I don't. I want to creep inside you. I want to know your
heart, your mind, you. I know you. Yet I don't know anything. Or is it more
that I want you to know me? If I wanted that why am I not telling you
everything? Every thought, every feeling everything? Now I'm not telling you
anything.
Not with my words. Everything I feel for you I put in every touch. In every
kiss. I don't believe in words. I don't believe in anything - but you.
It's getting late. Slowly I undress again. I don't know how much longer I
can take this. Of course you are busy. And Vince is giving you a hard time.
And there's the rehab. And Stephanie.
But - yes - sometimes, sometimes I am the selfish bastard they all say I am.
Hidden. Underneath this smile. And at times like this it's hard to prevent
them from reaching the surface. But I am strong enough. I could be strong
for you, too, if you just let me. But no, "Nah... Don't be silly... I can
handle that".
But what if I want to be silly? If I want to protect you?
You always handle everything.
I turn off the light, as I can't stand it anymore to see that you're gone
again already. And now, all alone in the dark, I feel how my demons return.
I wrap the blanket around me and I know, that without you by my side, this
is going to be a very long night.
I can see clearly how you slowly drift away from me. Back then I was the
center of your life and you were the center of mine... but so much time has
passed. You are still the center of my life, you are, every second without
you I feel lost... you make me week... me... who was completely unimpressed
by everything...
And you? Your life goes on... and I know... more and more you are leaving me
behind you... and one day - and I believe it's gonna be a day like this -
one day you'll leave and never come back. I won't know it when you'll step
into your car. I won't know it when I go back inside. I won't know it the
next day and I won't even know it when month have passed.
I'll only know it when eternity has elapsed and you didn't come back. So
tell me: Where will you be tomorrow?
-------------------------- END -------------------------
Author: Angelface
E-mail: Angelface0001@h...
Rating: R ...for language
Content: talk of m/m; bad language; angst, I think
Disclaimer: None of the used characters are mine (now *that* would be a
surprise, huh?). I am using them without permission. All characters belong
either to themselves or to WWFE. No copyright infringement intended. Don't
sue me - I have nothing anyway. Not saying, implying, indicating anything
about real life. That's why it's called fiction. I'm not making money.
Summary: Shawn reflecting on Hunter late at night.
----------------------------------------------------------- -------------
What a bright night. Incredible. The moon is so bright. A silver plate
surrounded by little lights. And the longer you watch the more you see of
them. Stars. Isn't that what we used to be back then?
We were stars. Nothing could touch us. The world was in our hands...
until... well until it came crushing down on us. But that's so long ago that
it's almost not true anymore.
It's getting cold. You were right I should go inside. Maybe it's warmer
there? It was just a few minutes ago. Before you left. I know you are having
a hard time. I know what it's like... believe me, I've been there. I
understand you. I understand the sad look on your face.
But why am I trying to hide the sadness in my eyes when I want you to find
it. I am so selfish. I want you to look for it. I want you to see it. I
don't want to tell you how I feel because I simply know that it's wrong. I
know that you have to go. I know that your problems are so much more
important than this right here. But still, if I could I would simply tie the
two of us together, so that we'd always be together.
I want to lock you up. Want to feel your warmth every second of my life. And
beyond. It's getting cold. I go inside.
The bed is empty now. As my view falls on those sheets, I can't help but
shiver. It's so cold and it hurts. It hurts so much. You are not there. Your
scent still fills the room. I close my eyes and inhale deeply. I want you to
be here.
Slowly and still shivering I settle down where we have been love making
tonight. Love Making. Ok, having sex... quite frankly and from a sober point
of view - fucking. I lay down and cover myself with the blanket. And still
it's so cold.
It always seems to be the same. We date and without anyone of us planning it
- we land here. You whisper all those beautiful words to me. Your voice low
and soft. Soft at first then more and more hoarse... always the same words.
You talk of love. Again and again you cast your spell on me. Telling me how
much you love me, telling me how beautiful I am. And it is love I see in
your eyes. But why do I have to steal every tender caress?
Why am I all alone right now? Why am I waking up without you every morning?
Why am I going to sleep without you every night, you in front of my eyes as
soon a I close them? Why am I feeling alone even when you are still there
but know that you'll have to leave? Where are you?
I know it and I don't. I want to creep inside you. I want to know your
heart, your mind, you. I know you. Yet I don't know anything. Or is it more
that I want you to know me? If I wanted that why am I not telling you
everything? Every thought, every feeling everything? Now I'm not telling you
anything.
Not with my words. Everything I feel for you I put in every touch. In every
kiss. I don't believe in words. I don't believe in anything - but you.
It's getting late. Slowly I undress again. I don't know how much longer I
can take this. Of course you are busy. And Vince is giving you a hard time.
And there's the rehab. And Stephanie.
But - yes - sometimes, sometimes I am the selfish bastard they all say I am.
Hidden. Underneath this smile. And at times like this it's hard to prevent
them from reaching the surface. But I am strong enough. I could be strong
for you, too, if you just let me. But no, "Nah... Don't be silly... I can
handle that".
But what if I want to be silly? If I want to protect you?
You always handle everything.
I turn off the light, as I can't stand it anymore to see that you're gone
again already. And now, all alone in the dark, I feel how my demons return.
I wrap the blanket around me and I know, that without you by my side, this
is going to be a very long night.
I can see clearly how you slowly drift away from me. Back then I was the
center of your life and you were the center of mine... but so much time has
passed. You are still the center of my life, you are, every second without
you I feel lost... you make me week... me... who was completely unimpressed
by everything...
And you? Your life goes on... and I know... more and more you are leaving me
behind you... and one day - and I believe it's gonna be a day like this -
one day you'll leave and never come back. I won't know it when you'll step
into your car. I won't know it when I go back inside. I won't know it the
next day and I won't even know it when month have passed.
I'll only know it when eternity has elapsed and you didn't come back. So
tell me: Where will you be tomorrow?
-------------------------- END -------------------------