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blossomficsTitle: One Day
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Antonio runs into some problems when he wants to fly.
Warnings: mentions of PTSD, panic attacks, and force servitude
Antonio pulled the blanket tighter around his shoulders as he shuffled down the hall to the door that led to the hospital gardens. His stopped in front of it as his hand wavered above the handle. Could he go outside? What if someone saw him and wanted revenge for the list of failures that piled up each day? Would his wings be able to move?
Antonio touched his wings as they fluttered from the thought. His wings started their restless flutter since the other day when he used them as a shield. He couldn’t remember the last time he went so long without flying. When his wings settled down he turned to two people who joined him down the hall. Cassiopeia and Jade, one of the few people who helped stop him when he wanted to use his body to pay for his mistakes.
Cassiopeia walked over with the same smile she used during group therapy. “It’s alright if you don’t want to go out. We can sit in the lounge and play chess or watch tv, if you want.”
“She’s right, you don’t have to rush anything.” Jade said as she flashed the same smile.
Antonio tried to return it, but his mouth wouldn’t work correctly. He turned back to the window in the door and watched the wind gently push the leaves around. He couldn’t believe he was afraid of the wind, one of the true companions of Sky Demons, it seemed so silly. Though if it was so silly then why couldn’t he go outside the door.
Antonio tried the handle again, but his vision blurred and his hand shook harder. He snatched his hand away and glared at the door. He couldn’t do a simple motion, one didn’t take that long to do. One simple motion and he would be outside in his domain. He could glide among the trees and feel the wind through his hair if he could only open the door.
“Do you need some help? Um, I mean would you like some? Ahh, um…” Jade stammered.
“…Please.” Antonio whispered as he stepped back from the door.
Jade stopped her mutterings and quickly opened the door. Cassiopeia stood by, but he wasn’t going to run away again like he did before. Antonio stepped closer in the doorway as his wings fluttered under the blanket. He flinched from the light breeze against his face, but didn’t move. He took a breath as the next breeze passed him that didn’t feel as bad.
Antonio couldn’t remember the last time he was outside without someone nearby to pluck a feather as punishment for trying to escape…
“Antonio.” Cassiopeia said her voice cut through the fog in his mind.
“Y-Yes?” Antonio said as his balled his fists against his sides.
“You don’t have to fly today or tomorrow or the next day. You chose when you want to go back in the air, not us. If you want to sit on one of the benches and admire the flowers, you can. If you want to sit by the fountain, you can, but that’s something you want to do. There’s no pressure here.”
“Really?”
“Yes.”
Antonio looked up at the sky then looked back at the benches. He wanted to fly and feel the breeze pass through his wings, but today wasn’t that day. He walked over to the benches by the blue roses and took a seat.
Cassiopeia sat next to him she slipped her hand in his own and squeezed it gently. Antonio stared at the flowers as he squeezed back.
One day he would be back in the air, he just wished he knew what day that would be.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Antonio runs into some problems when he wants to fly.
Warnings: mentions of PTSD, panic attacks, and force servitude
Antonio pulled the blanket tighter around his shoulders as he shuffled down the hall to the door that led to the hospital gardens. His stopped in front of it as his hand wavered above the handle. Could he go outside? What if someone saw him and wanted revenge for the list of failures that piled up each day? Would his wings be able to move?
Antonio touched his wings as they fluttered from the thought. His wings started their restless flutter since the other day when he used them as a shield. He couldn’t remember the last time he went so long without flying. When his wings settled down he turned to two people who joined him down the hall. Cassiopeia and Jade, one of the few people who helped stop him when he wanted to use his body to pay for his mistakes.
Cassiopeia walked over with the same smile she used during group therapy. “It’s alright if you don’t want to go out. We can sit in the lounge and play chess or watch tv, if you want.”
“She’s right, you don’t have to rush anything.” Jade said as she flashed the same smile.
Antonio tried to return it, but his mouth wouldn’t work correctly. He turned back to the window in the door and watched the wind gently push the leaves around. He couldn’t believe he was afraid of the wind, one of the true companions of Sky Demons, it seemed so silly. Though if it was so silly then why couldn’t he go outside the door.
Antonio tried the handle again, but his vision blurred and his hand shook harder. He snatched his hand away and glared at the door. He couldn’t do a simple motion, one didn’t take that long to do. One simple motion and he would be outside in his domain. He could glide among the trees and feel the wind through his hair if he could only open the door.
“Do you need some help? Um, I mean would you like some? Ahh, um…” Jade stammered.
“…Please.” Antonio whispered as he stepped back from the door.
Jade stopped her mutterings and quickly opened the door. Cassiopeia stood by, but he wasn’t going to run away again like he did before. Antonio stepped closer in the doorway as his wings fluttered under the blanket. He flinched from the light breeze against his face, but didn’t move. He took a breath as the next breeze passed him that didn’t feel as bad.
Antonio couldn’t remember the last time he was outside without someone nearby to pluck a feather as punishment for trying to escape…
“Antonio.” Cassiopeia said her voice cut through the fog in his mind.
“Y-Yes?” Antonio said as his balled his fists against his sides.
“You don’t have to fly today or tomorrow or the next day. You chose when you want to go back in the air, not us. If you want to sit on one of the benches and admire the flowers, you can. If you want to sit by the fountain, you can, but that’s something you want to do. There’s no pressure here.”
“Really?”
“Yes.”
Antonio looked up at the sky then looked back at the benches. He wanted to fly and feel the breeze pass through his wings, but today wasn’t that day. He walked over to the benches by the blue roses and took a seat.
Cassiopeia sat next to him she slipped her hand in his own and squeezed it gently. Antonio stared at the flowers as he squeezed back.
One day he would be back in the air, he just wished he knew what day that would be.
