Come As You Are

“Argh, suit yourself.” Mizuki reached into his bag for his shaving kit, and removed a spare razor blade from a tiny box. His grip wavered, and he lightly nicked his wrist. Mizuki clenched his jaw and tried again, but couldn’t slide the blade across his skin. “I can’t do it. You win, just…I can’t do it!” <br />
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Fuji suddenly grabbed his hand and removed the razor blade from it, moving to then grasp Mizuki’s bow hand. “Then I will do it for you,” Fuji said, his eyes glinting. Mizuki’s own eyes widened at seeing the murderous intent in the Tensai’s sapphire eyes. “Either way, your blood will spill, Mizuki Hajime.” With barely any hesitation at all, Fuji swiftly sliced the blade over Mizuki’s wrist, smiling angelically at the instantaneous blood spill. Mizuki cried out and thrashed in Fuji’s grip, desperately trying to get away and stop the sharp, white-fire-like pain, but the fair-haired violinist kept him in his place. When he was content with the amount of blood that Mizuki had lost, he gently laid the razor blade on the counter and walked out. <br />
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...illustration for the AU fanfic "Come As You Are" by my best friend, Sasha Janre :)