A C T O R S || OS 02

100. Keanu Reeves | Let It Go (I)

By : ficsnroses | Tumblr

Word Count : 2038

Warnings : Lots of angst, lots of fluff. Some swearing.

Requested : No

Summary / Prompt : What do you do when the love of your life is slipping away?

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The first star in the charcoal sky had come out a while ago now, perhaps two, maybe three hours ago. The fiery, bronze sun had bid goodnight, but it hadn't replaced the wallowing burn you felt in your heart. The surrounding city had certainly fallen asleep, leaving Keanu and you wide awake as could be, both feeling the blackness of the night swallow you whole. It was an ominous feeling, a feeling of uncertainty, perhaps ambiguity? It had felt that that for a while now. You'd been feeling a lot of things for a while now.

You both were placed at opposite ends of the kitchen island counter. Keanu stood with his head hung low, arms placed on the counter, leaning on them. You could see his veins outlined in his arms, evident of the tense state built up in the room that surrounded you both. You were sat on the other side of the counter on a bar chair, your hands placed delicately in your lap, staring at the floor. You both were avoiding eye contact, the tension in the air was thick as you thought of the right words to say. Were there even the right words to say? You almost hoped there weren't, it would be easier to stay silent forever. To just let it be.

7 years. You had been in love with each other for 7 whole years, and possibly spent every awoke moment together for 5 of them. You met each other and knew pretty quickly what you were missing in life, it was each other. As cliché as it was, he was the missing piece of you that you never knew you needed, and you were his. You had both been lonely for a while before meeting each other, needless to say, you had become each others best friend, partner in crime, companions through everything life threw at you. It was true what they say about love, you were hopelessly intoxicated with each other's presence. Every quiet laugh shared in the dark, every kiss placed on the other's tender lips You missed him when he wasn't there. You were constantly on his mind in everything he did. You always knew he was in your corner when you needed him. He would listen to you talk for hours when the world seemed against you. You would hold him in your arms for an eternity if you could when his demons shadowed over him, telling him he wasn't worthy of the life he lived. You both shared an immense passion for each other, and it was evident every time you touched each other. It could have been a simple graze of fingers on each others skin, a hold of hands while strolling, or the way your bodies would become one when you made love. In a crowded room, his eyes would find yours as a smile crept onto both your faces, reminding each other who was most important, even in a sea of people. You were inseparable, spiritually bound, and you both loved it that way. You wanted it that way.

Yet, maybe what they say about perfection is also true. It doesn't exist. Good things don't always last. It's a scary thing to see everything you love about the world, about yourself, crumble in front of your eyes. Its even scarier when you can't do a single thing about it, and it seems a force is cast over you, holding you back, channeling a storm your way, preventing you from fixing it. Stopping you from saving your sinking ship. Saving your love.

Keanu sighed a breathy, weary sigh, running his shaky hand through his long, raven hair. You bit your bottom lip, staring at him now, waiting for your eyes to lock. When they finally did, you saw the same pain his eyes that was painted over yours. The same pain that threatened to gloss your eyes, causing a burn, threatening to let a sign of all the sorrow you felt glide down your cheek. You couldn't take it any longer, it was drilling through your body now.