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Snippet of what will hopefully be a full length Misfits fic, with my OC
Pairing Simon/Imogen(OC)
Rating PG-15
Word Count 762
Summary The advantage of having a new girl in the group is she doesn't know about your power.
Spoilers for the series
Simon wonders if anyone’s told the new girl about all the weird goings on here, about their freaky powers and about his in particular. If they’ve warned her about him. He wonders if she’s like them as well. Hiding a power because it’s not exactly normal, is it? You can’t just bring it up the moment you meet someone new. ‘Oh hi, I’m Simon and I can turn myself invisible.’ Only of course he wouldn’t say hi. He’s never used the word hi in his life.
At the moment he’s hiding behind a locker in the changing room. It’s unisex so he tells himself that what he’s doing isn’t quite as bad as it could be. Still the very fact he’s hiding despite the fact he’s invisible means he knows he shouldn’t really be doing this. He shouldn’t be watching her, the new girl- Imogen, all black hair and pale skin and heartache. He steps forward carefully so as not to make a noise as she undoes the top two buttons of her orange boiler suit and unzips it, exposing, to his surprise, a bright yellow Spongebob Squarepants bra. He smiles and moves closer still, so close he can smell her skin, scented like strawberries and it’s all he can do to stop himself licking her, to see if she tastes as good as she smells.
She turns then so that they’re face to face, almost touching and he can see every fleck in her hazel eyes. “You’re so beautiful,” he says, safe in the knowledge that like this she can neither see nor hear him. He keeps his hands behind his back, practically restraining himself from touching her as she shimmies fully out of her boiler suit, making him step back just so he can get a better look at her in front of him in nothing but matching Spongebob bra and shorts, so low cut he can see the bones of her pelvis and he just wants to reach out, trace his fingers over the angles and hold on to her so he can hold her against him and the very idea of doing those things is enough to make him even harder than he already is. He reaches out to touch her face, slowly as if he’s afraid she’ll evaporate otherwise.
“Simon?!” Kelly calls, causing Imogen to turn quickly, away from her his outreaching fingers, arms around herself in an attempt to protect her modesty.
“Fuck, soz Gen,” she says, making a point of looking away despite the fact she doesn’t really get why the other girl’s so worried about them seeing her body. It’s all girls together with her and Elisha and Gen‘s got a pretty killer body actually. “Um is Simon in ‘ere?” she asks, looking around, sure he is but now’s hardly the time to break the news of his little party trick to Imogen. “I thought I saw ‘im come in.”
Imogen turns to look around despite the fact she’s sure he isn’t. “I hope not under the circumstances,” she replies.
“Yeah right, You don’t want some bloke perving on you while you’re changing, do you?” Kelly agrees, the word perving a little louder than the rest, just so he knows she knows he’s there.
“It’s not that exactly,” she admits, turning away to quickly pull on her jeans and jumper. “I suppose I’m just a bit…shy about my body. I wouldn’t…” she trails off and looks down at her still bare feet.
“Bloody ‘ell you like ‘im, don’t ya?” Kelly says before she can quite stop herself. “You think your body’s shit and you don’t wanna put him off! Fuckin’ ‘ell! It’s not ya know. Not that I swing that way, but er, yeah I’m gonna stop talkin’ now, right?”
“I’m not a big fan of bright light,” she explains. “in a semi-naked context.”
Kelly bursts out laughing at that. “In a semi-naked context?” she repeats. “Do you always talk like that?”
“Pretty much,” she concedes. “Especially when I’m a bit nervous.”
“Nervous? What ya nervous for?” Kelly asks though she can read her mind and knows exactly why. She feels like she’s been caught out, with the whole Simon thing and Kelly’s accidentally blurted it out with him right there. “Oh right, yeah. Maybe we should talk about this elsewhere. Put yer shoes on and come and find me in the hall, yeah?”
Nodding she reaches into her locker for her Doc Martens. “If I see Simon I’ll let him know you were looking for him, yeah?”
“Oh I’m sure he’ll turn up.”
Pairing Simon/Imogen(OC)
Rating PG-15
Word Count 762
Summary The advantage of having a new girl in the group is she doesn't know about your power.
Spoilers for the series
Simon wonders if anyone’s told the new girl about all the weird goings on here, about their freaky powers and about his in particular. If they’ve warned her about him. He wonders if she’s like them as well. Hiding a power because it’s not exactly normal, is it? You can’t just bring it up the moment you meet someone new. ‘Oh hi, I’m Simon and I can turn myself invisible.’ Only of course he wouldn’t say hi. He’s never used the word hi in his life.
At the moment he’s hiding behind a locker in the changing room. It’s unisex so he tells himself that what he’s doing isn’t quite as bad as it could be. Still the very fact he’s hiding despite the fact he’s invisible means he knows he shouldn’t really be doing this. He shouldn’t be watching her, the new girl- Imogen, all black hair and pale skin and heartache. He steps forward carefully so as not to make a noise as she undoes the top two buttons of her orange boiler suit and unzips it, exposing, to his surprise, a bright yellow Spongebob Squarepants bra. He smiles and moves closer still, so close he can smell her skin, scented like strawberries and it’s all he can do to stop himself licking her, to see if she tastes as good as she smells.
She turns then so that they’re face to face, almost touching and he can see every fleck in her hazel eyes. “You’re so beautiful,” he says, safe in the knowledge that like this she can neither see nor hear him. He keeps his hands behind his back, practically restraining himself from touching her as she shimmies fully out of her boiler suit, making him step back just so he can get a better look at her in front of him in nothing but matching Spongebob bra and shorts, so low cut he can see the bones of her pelvis and he just wants to reach out, trace his fingers over the angles and hold on to her so he can hold her against him and the very idea of doing those things is enough to make him even harder than he already is. He reaches out to touch her face, slowly as if he’s afraid she’ll evaporate otherwise.
“Simon?!” Kelly calls, causing Imogen to turn quickly, away from her his outreaching fingers, arms around herself in an attempt to protect her modesty.
“Fuck, soz Gen,” she says, making a point of looking away despite the fact she doesn’t really get why the other girl’s so worried about them seeing her body. It’s all girls together with her and Elisha and Gen‘s got a pretty killer body actually. “Um is Simon in ‘ere?” she asks, looking around, sure he is but now’s hardly the time to break the news of his little party trick to Imogen. “I thought I saw ‘im come in.”
Imogen turns to look around despite the fact she’s sure he isn’t. “I hope not under the circumstances,” she replies.
“Yeah right, You don’t want some bloke perving on you while you’re changing, do you?” Kelly agrees, the word perving a little louder than the rest, just so he knows she knows he’s there.
“It’s not that exactly,” she admits, turning away to quickly pull on her jeans and jumper. “I suppose I’m just a bit…shy about my body. I wouldn’t…” she trails off and looks down at her still bare feet.
“Bloody ‘ell you like ‘im, don’t ya?” Kelly says before she can quite stop herself. “You think your body’s shit and you don’t wanna put him off! Fuckin’ ‘ell! It’s not ya know. Not that I swing that way, but er, yeah I’m gonna stop talkin’ now, right?”
“I’m not a big fan of bright light,” she explains. “in a semi-naked context.”
Kelly bursts out laughing at that. “In a semi-naked context?” she repeats. “Do you always talk like that?”
“Pretty much,” she concedes. “Especially when I’m a bit nervous.”
“Nervous? What ya nervous for?” Kelly asks though she can read her mind and knows exactly why. She feels like she’s been caught out, with the whole Simon thing and Kelly’s accidentally blurted it out with him right there. “Oh right, yeah. Maybe we should talk about this elsewhere. Put yer shoes on and come and find me in the hall, yeah?”
Nodding she reaches into her locker for her Doc Martens. “If I see Simon I’ll let him know you were looking for him, yeah?”
“Oh I’m sure he’ll turn up.”