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120_minutenWarnungen: character death mentioned, someone lost their will to live
Fandom: original - WRATH
Rating: P18
Team: Greif
Prompt: Angst - “Das muss aufhören.” - für mich
Länge: 430
Zeit: 15
A/N: Tod und Verderben und große Gefühle. Huah!
Wires knew the feeling all too well.
Watching Yuliya drive had the very same effect on them as the night Diego died. The recklessness, the uncontrolled power, the aggression, it was all the same. The only difference was that Yuliya had survived. So far.
When they tried to talk to Rin about it, Rin didn’t care.
Wires had tried everything, tried to get some sense into him, but it had been without success. Rin had changed after Diego’s death, almost like a switch had flipped inside of him, or maybe Wires just hadn’t noticed the coldness before. It was like he didn’t even care. Almost like he never did.
“Yuliya.”
Wires had waited for her after another race, another life-threatening drive.
Yuliya turned around and Wires could almost see the fire burning in her eyes, the adrenaline, the … was that anger?
“Yuliya…”, they said again, quieter this time. “This has got to stop.”
Yuliya crossed her arms. “What do you mean?”
“I don’t know how to tell you this, but… your driving. You remind me of… him.”
“Don’t you dare.” Yuliya’s voice was threatening. “Keep your nose out of my business.”
Wires’ throat was dry as they cleared their throat. “I’m just worried.”
“Well, worry about something else.” She turned around and walked a few steps until Wires’ harsh voice made her stop in her tracks.
“He was my friend too, you know.”
Yuliya stayed quiet, her back still turned towards Wires.
“But what do I know, right? I’m just a wheelchair-bound mechanic who knows nothing about racing, right? Who cares what I think, is that what you’re trying to tell me?”
She turned around. “Wires, I wasn’t-“
“Let me finish.” Wires had never felt this type of anger before. “You know full well I was a driver too before my crash. You know I know how it feels. Don’t you dare dismiss me, don’t you dare tell me to stop worrying about my friends!”
Tears shot up into their eyes, but they continued.
“Yuliya, if you keep driving like this, you’re gonna follow Diego right down that god fucking damn bridge! You’re gonna flip and burn or crash and break every single bone in your body. You’re not going to survive this for much longer!”
“You underestimate my driving abilities”, she said quietly, knowing that this wasn’t the answer Wires wanted. Or even a good answer, at that.
“Not the point.” Wires came closer. “The point I’m trying to make here is that if you don’t end this, you’re gonna end up dead, and I don’t want that.”
Yuliya hesitated for a moment, then she answered quietly: “Well, maybe you don’t always get what you want.”
Fandom: original - WRATH
Rating: P18
Team: Greif
Prompt: Angst - “Das muss aufhören.” - für mich
Länge: 430
Zeit: 15
A/N: Tod und Verderben und große Gefühle. Huah!
Wires knew the feeling all too well.
Watching Yuliya drive had the very same effect on them as the night Diego died. The recklessness, the uncontrolled power, the aggression, it was all the same. The only difference was that Yuliya had survived. So far.
When they tried to talk to Rin about it, Rin didn’t care.
Wires had tried everything, tried to get some sense into him, but it had been without success. Rin had changed after Diego’s death, almost like a switch had flipped inside of him, or maybe Wires just hadn’t noticed the coldness before. It was like he didn’t even care. Almost like he never did.
“Yuliya.”
Wires had waited for her after another race, another life-threatening drive.
Yuliya turned around and Wires could almost see the fire burning in her eyes, the adrenaline, the … was that anger?
“Yuliya…”, they said again, quieter this time. “This has got to stop.”
Yuliya crossed her arms. “What do you mean?”
“I don’t know how to tell you this, but… your driving. You remind me of… him.”
“Don’t you dare.” Yuliya’s voice was threatening. “Keep your nose out of my business.”
Wires’ throat was dry as they cleared their throat. “I’m just worried.”
“Well, worry about something else.” She turned around and walked a few steps until Wires’ harsh voice made her stop in her tracks.
“He was my friend too, you know.”
Yuliya stayed quiet, her back still turned towards Wires.
“But what do I know, right? I’m just a wheelchair-bound mechanic who knows nothing about racing, right? Who cares what I think, is that what you’re trying to tell me?”
She turned around. “Wires, I wasn’t-“
“Let me finish.” Wires had never felt this type of anger before. “You know full well I was a driver too before my crash. You know I know how it feels. Don’t you dare dismiss me, don’t you dare tell me to stop worrying about my friends!”
Tears shot up into their eyes, but they continued.
“Yuliya, if you keep driving like this, you’re gonna follow Diego right down that god fucking damn bridge! You’re gonna flip and burn or crash and break every single bone in your body. You’re not going to survive this for much longer!”
“You underestimate my driving abilities”, she said quietly, knowing that this wasn’t the answer Wires wanted. Or even a good answer, at that.
“Not the point.” Wires came closer. “The point I’m trying to make here is that if you don’t end this, you’re gonna end up dead, and I don’t want that.”
Yuliya hesitated for a moment, then she answered quietly: “Well, maybe you don’t always get what you want.”