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marginalia) wrote2003-01-18 01:18 am
marginalia) wrote2003-01-18 01:18 am
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*sigh* drabbles
melinda asked for it. blame her.
(a drabble is exactly 100 words. here are two related drabbles. hopefully this is the end of it.)
i.
billy is neither hobbit nor child, but lately that's hard to remember when he's sleeping. he folds his arms tight across his chest, pulls up his knees, and tucks his feet together at the arches, as though trying to take up even less space. dreaming, he whimpers softly and you let your fingers dance across his spine, a light caress through his thin t-shirt until he's quiet again.
though curved around him, you keep your distance, allowing only your palm to rest warm on his shoulder. wishing he'd face you. wishing he'd let you touch him this long when awake.
ii.
orlando has taken to watching you carefully when he thinks you're not looking. behind those ridiculous contacts his gaze waits steadily for something in you to reveal itself, but you hide it away tidily under smiles and laughter and incredibly convoluted pranks with dom.
you've been there before. you know everything is temporary. you know how far to let people in, and more importantly, how to keep them out.
what you don't know is how to tell any of this to the boy whose face hides nothing. and when his eyes catch yours, you forget why you're hiding at all.
*hides* seriously. i'm fleeing the state later this morning. but now, to bed.
(a drabble is exactly 100 words. here are two related drabbles. hopefully this is the end of it.)
i.
billy is neither hobbit nor child, but lately that's hard to remember when he's sleeping. he folds his arms tight across his chest, pulls up his knees, and tucks his feet together at the arches, as though trying to take up even less space. dreaming, he whimpers softly and you let your fingers dance across his spine, a light caress through his thin t-shirt until he's quiet again.
though curved around him, you keep your distance, allowing only your palm to rest warm on his shoulder. wishing he'd face you. wishing he'd let you touch him this long when awake.
ii.
orlando has taken to watching you carefully when he thinks you're not looking. behind those ridiculous contacts his gaze waits steadily for something in you to reveal itself, but you hide it away tidily under smiles and laughter and incredibly convoluted pranks with dom.
you've been there before. you know everything is temporary. you know how far to let people in, and more importantly, how to keep them out.
what you don't know is how to tell any of this to the boy whose face hides nothing. and when his eyes catch yours, you forget why you're hiding at all.
*hides* seriously. i'm fleeing the state later this morning. but now, to bed.
well...
(Anonymous) 2003-01-18 04:41 am (UTC)(link)wooooo HOO!
(Anonymous) 2003-01-18 06:10 am (UTC)(link):)
Melinda
yay!
Re: well...
Re: wooooo HOO!
thank you :)
Re: yay!
thank you :)
Re: yay!
(Anonymous) 2003-01-18 05:58 pm (UTC)(link)Re: wooooo HOO!
(Anonymous) 2003-01-19 09:09 am (UTC)(link):)
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