The Jewel that Shines Brightest in the Dark of Night (Gorgeous Carat, Ray/Florian)

The smell of gunpowder brought Florian awake with a start and he froze, knowing that he needed to run away from something but he didn’t know where he was supposed to run to – or where he was running from. It was dark in the bedroom and he shook, too terrified to move. He had to… He couldn’t remember what he needed to do and that just made the fear worse because he couldn’t remember and that was because… because…

“Florian.”

He jumped as a hand touched his shoulder and he wanted to scream but his voice was frozen along with his body. Not again. He didn’t want to do it again but he had no choice, he was trapped. It hurt, it hurt so bad inside of him and he was going to be sick, from the pain and the fear and the sweet-sick smell that clung to everything, That sweet, cloying scent was inside of his head, sticking to everything he touched, everything he looked at and it was all around him, inside him, chocking him and stealing his breath. He was going to die in this bed and all he wanted was to see Noir one last time, one last time before he….

“Florian, wake up.”

Rough hands shook him and that wasn’t Azura’s face above him. He didn’t quite understand why there was someone not Azura in Azura’s bed and that someone was familiar. The face was shadowed but the voice…