Title: Touch
Fandom: Hex
Pairing: Thelma/Cassie
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 200
A/N: Spoilers for series 1, reference to series 2.
How come you can touch chip packets, open doors and raid morgues till the cows come home, but when you want to actually touch a girl, your fingers feel all translucent and wobbly? Chips, but not breasts? Yep, that’s a fair universe.
Touch is wasted on the living. Give it to them and what happens? The girl you’re crazy about goes and shacks up with the bastard that did you in.
You wish you could borrow Cassie’s ability to touch, just for one day, (hey, stranger things have happened). A switch of positions? You’d run your fingers down her body, tease her. Laugh, as she arches her back, unable to reciprocate. Yeah, we’ll see how she likes having to sit and gape at the world, without being able to smack it one. You’ll show her what too much thinking time does to a person’s creativity.
You’re sure there’s a reason she protests so much.
“I’m not interested, Thelma. Alright?”
“Yeah. I get it.”
“I’m just not into it.”
“For crying out loud, you don’t need to repeat yourself!”
Maybe touch can be borrowed, like something out of Cinderella? A night of glass slippers and ghostly lesbianism?
She’ll probably even enjoy it.