harry dreams - harry/elijah drabble

[marginalia]

for 15minuteficlets. also, for dorrie6, just because.


he's seen him in his dreams before, the compact boy in the ramones t-shirt, now chain smoking outside the club. harry edges closer, leans back against the wall, brick cool and rough beneath his splayed fingers. "can i have one?" harry asks. "thanks." and the boy cups his hands and lights it, fingers brushing. a spark.

aren't you? they both think. they don't say. they know too well the pain of being reduced to a pair of blue eyes or a distinctive scar.

"catch you later," the boy says, and slips back into the club.

"yeah," says harry, and dreams.