A Pecualiar Sort of Love
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Gundam (all others) › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
Views:
1,119
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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A Pecualiar Sort of Love
Alright, my first Gundam fiction, I hope you all like it. Hallelujah is going to play a very big part in this
fic, as I see him as being a constant source of contradiction for Allelujah. Please read and review! Symbols
indicate a change of perspective/character.
Warnings: If you didn't pay any mind to the warnings before, please take note-this is a MALE/MALE fic, if this
offends you, please find something more suited to your taste.
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It’s not that Hallelujah is incapable of love, no, it’s not that at all. When he does love, it
is fierce, possessive, nearly to the point of being suffocating. When Hallelujah thinks back on
the few people he has loved, they all have one thing in common; they could not handle being so thoroughly
captive (for lack of a better word). Part of him (Allelujah) believes that if he were just a little
less overbearing, a little less domineering, things would be better.
Hallelujah disagrees. Let the other saps in the world love in their sanitized way, he would keep his
love, his force of nature. He would be damned if he allowed himself to be tamed. Waiting for the person
who could understand, and even better, desired his brand of affection was proving difficult though. Somewhere
in the other half of his mind, Allelujah is sighing, imploring him to be less picky. Hallelujah grins, sending
a stab of smug satisfaction with his steadfast refusal to budge.
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Neil is lonely, desperately so, the holiday season isn’t helping matters either. He watches children running
to their parents, eyes bright with some request, and he is jealous. So very, inconceivably jealous. Silly
things, little things that parents say to a child who wants a toy. Small signs of deep affection twist like a
knife in Neil’s gut. Every time he sees a happy family, it makes him feel sick with everything he longs for.
Neil wants love, he wants it so badly he can fucking taste it. The food at the café he’s eating at tastes
bland in his mouth as he chews absently. He wants desperately for something to wake him up, something, anything
to give him a better reason to come out of his flat in the morning. He wants someone to love him, blinding and
binding, and there. Fear coils it’s way into his stomach at the thought of actively searching. Neil is
seemingly ever confident, but he fears rejection almost to a pathological degree. For the time being, he thinks
it best to just bide his time. So he waits.
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A/N
Much love to any reviewers, and comments would be greatly appreciated.
fic, as I see him as being a constant source of contradiction for Allelujah. Please read and review! Symbols
indicate a change of perspective/character.
Warnings: If you didn't pay any mind to the warnings before, please take note-this is a MALE/MALE fic, if this
offends you, please find something more suited to your taste.
____________________________________________________________________________
It’s not that Hallelujah is incapable of love, no, it’s not that at all. When he does love, it
is fierce, possessive, nearly to the point of being suffocating. When Hallelujah thinks back on
the few people he has loved, they all have one thing in common; they could not handle being so thoroughly
captive (for lack of a better word). Part of him (Allelujah) believes that if he were just a little
less overbearing, a little less domineering, things would be better.
Hallelujah disagrees. Let the other saps in the world love in their sanitized way, he would keep his
love, his force of nature. He would be damned if he allowed himself to be tamed. Waiting for the person
who could understand, and even better, desired his brand of affection was proving difficult though. Somewhere
in the other half of his mind, Allelujah is sighing, imploring him to be less picky. Hallelujah grins, sending
a stab of smug satisfaction with his steadfast refusal to budge.
Neil is lonely, desperately so, the holiday season isn’t helping matters either. He watches children running
to their parents, eyes bright with some request, and he is jealous. So very, inconceivably jealous. Silly
things, little things that parents say to a child who wants a toy. Small signs of deep affection twist like a
knife in Neil’s gut. Every time he sees a happy family, it makes him feel sick with everything he longs for.
Neil wants love, he wants it so badly he can fucking taste it. The food at the café he’s eating at tastes
bland in his mouth as he chews absently. He wants desperately for something to wake him up, something, anything
to give him a better reason to come out of his flat in the morning. He wants someone to love him, blinding and
binding, and there. Fear coils it’s way into his stomach at the thought of actively searching. Neil is
seemingly ever confident, but he fears rejection almost to a pathological degree. For the time being, he thinks
it best to just bide his time. So he waits.
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A/N
Much love to any reviewers, and comments would be greatly appreciated.