The prompt page of doom
Alright! Alright, I give in. I'm making a place where you can prompt me.
But I've got a few rules:
1) This is for prompts that you can't otherwise prompt for me at comment_fic. Either you've used up all your slots or it's a Lonely Prompt weekend, just as long as the prompt showing up here isn't a prompt you've written there. This is for the sake of my own ( Read more... )
But I've got a few rules:
1) This is for prompts that you can't otherwise prompt for me at comment_fic. Either you've used up all your slots or it's a Lonely Prompt weekend, just as long as the prompt showing up here isn't a prompt you've written there. This is for the sake of my own ( Read more... )
Matt takes a step forward, but Ewan doesn't want to be touched, is to afraid he'll give in and never be able to let go, so he takes a step back. Except there's someone behind him now, just a hand on his shoulder, but it's enough to make him jerk to see who it is.
Lee. Of course it's Lee. He looks worried, and out of breath, and his eyes... Ewan has to look away; that emotion can't be meant for him and it hurts to see it. He bites his lip to hold everything back, to keep from making things worse, but he can't help the sound he makes when Lee pulls him into a tight hug. He tries to push away, but he's nowhere to go, nowhere he wants to go. He wants them, he wants this"It's okay," Lee whispers, one hand sliding up to cup his face, thumb brushing lightly along his cheek. Ewan can't help but look up at him, and Lee kisses him on the mouth ( ... )
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