Ship: Nijimura/Himuro Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED Other Tags: TAGS OMITTED Word Count: 407
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The mirror doesn’t break or ripple when Tatsuya passes through it; it just exists, flat, around him; on the other side there's no hole in the shape of his body. It’s odd to think about, but then isn’t all of magic? Difficult to explain, difficult to replicate, difficult to describe.
The writing in this mirror is all backwards and it will tire Tatsuya’s eye to try and read it; that’s not why he’s here, though. It’s the poltergeist, the face that appears overlaid on top of his when he fixes his hair in the morning or checks out his outfit. He’s not malicious; he would have done worse, screwed with Tatsuya’s appearance in the mirror or something, if he was. Or perhaps he’s less of the usual kind of poltergeist and simply trapped here. Tatsuya breathes in.
“Please, show yourself. I mean no harm.”
He waits, standing and staring straight forward, and there it is, motion in his peripheral vision. He moves his head slowly, and there is the poltergeist. That same face, fully featured, on a head and a body, a man who looks more ordinary than the usual poltergeist. Cute, Tatsuya thinks, but then some spirits are supposed to be appealing in that way.
“I haven’t been bothering you?” says the poltergeist. “Sorry, I just keep looking out and…you’re so beautiful, I had to.”
Tatsuya blinks. He knows he’s attractive, but to a poltergeist?
“I’m not being, like, creepy,” says the poltergeist. “I don’t look when you’re not looking in the mirror, but. Shit.”
Tatsuya laughs. “That’s really it?”
The poltergeist nods. “This mirror isn’t a really fun place to be, and when I see you it just…spices things up I guess.”
“Well,” Tatsuya says.
This certainly complicates things; does he want to be let out? At peace? Tatsuya’s okay with a spirit in his mirror; there’s a sound barrier between their worlds after all, and he really does seem to be harmless for the moment. But he is cute, and if he wants—something—is Tatsuya really in the position to turn it down? Would he push for it, even, before he releases the poltergeist from this attachment?
“You're pretty cute, too,” Tatsuya says, finally. “You can show yourself a little more.”
The poltergeist’s face colors a beautiful rosy shade. Tatsuya smiles, and holds out his hand for the poltergeist to shake. His grip is firm; his hand is warm and rough.
FILL: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU, T
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
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Other Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Word Count: 407
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The mirror doesn’t break or ripple when Tatsuya passes through it; it just exists, flat, around him; on the other side there's no hole in the shape of his body. It’s odd to think about, but then isn’t all of magic? Difficult to explain, difficult to replicate, difficult to describe.
The writing in this mirror is all backwards and it will tire Tatsuya’s eye to try and read it; that’s not why he’s here, though. It’s the poltergeist, the face that appears overlaid on top of his when he fixes his hair in the morning or checks out his outfit. He’s not malicious; he would have done worse, screwed with Tatsuya’s appearance in the mirror or something, if he was. Or perhaps he’s less of the usual kind of poltergeist and simply trapped here. Tatsuya breathes in.
“Please, show yourself. I mean no harm.”
He waits, standing and staring straight forward, and there it is, motion in his peripheral vision. He moves his head slowly, and there is the poltergeist. That same face, fully featured, on a head and a body, a man who looks more ordinary than the usual poltergeist. Cute, Tatsuya thinks, but then some spirits are supposed to be appealing in that way.
“I haven’t been bothering you?” says the poltergeist. “Sorry, I just keep looking out and…you’re so beautiful, I had to.”
Tatsuya blinks. He knows he’s attractive, but to a poltergeist?
“I’m not being, like, creepy,” says the poltergeist. “I don’t look when you’re not looking in the mirror, but. Shit.”
Tatsuya laughs. “That’s really it?”
The poltergeist nods. “This mirror isn’t a really fun place to be, and when I see you it just…spices things up I guess.”
“Well,” Tatsuya says.
This certainly complicates things; does he want to be let out? At peace? Tatsuya’s okay with a spirit in his mirror; there’s a sound barrier between their worlds after all, and he really does seem to be harmless for the moment. But he is cute, and if he wants—something—is Tatsuya really in the position to turn it down? Would he push for it, even, before he releases the poltergeist from this attachment?
“You're pretty cute, too,” Tatsuya says, finally. “You can show yourself a little more.”
The poltergeist’s face colors a beautiful rosy shade. Tatsuya smiles, and holds out his hand for the poltergeist to shake. His grip is firm; his hand is warm and rough.