Fic: Bittersweet (1/1)
Title: Bittersweet
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Claire/Desmond
Word Count: 108
Summary: When they're together, it's not each other they see. For the prompt “Oppression,” at lostsquee's Lost Drabble Challenge 2010 and for the 15pairings Prompt #8 - Silence. General Spoilers Through S4.
Prompt Table: Here
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot.
Author’s Notes: These two were interesting to write. I may just try them again, sometime.
Bittersweet
The heat is oppressive, the pain more so; when they kiss, and it tastes bitter, it has nothing to do with the blood on her lips -- in fact, that almost tastes sweet.
It’s self-preservation, really; neither one of them sees the other when they lock gazes, stare into souls. They can already feel themselves slipping, and this is affirmation; this is proof that they exist.
It’s 2003. He hasn’t laid eyes on a woman in years.
She smells like Penny. He sounds like Charlie, just a little.
He lays a hand on her chest before she dissolves in the light -- the beat means nothing; she’s been dead forever.
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Claire/Desmond
Word Count: 108
Summary: When they're together, it's not each other they see. For the prompt “Oppression,” at lostsquee's Lost Drabble Challenge 2010 and for the 15pairings Prompt #8 - Silence. General Spoilers Through S4.
Prompt Table: Here
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot.
Author’s Notes: These two were interesting to write. I may just try them again, sometime.
Bittersweet
The heat is oppressive, the pain more so; when they kiss, and it tastes bitter, it has nothing to do with the blood on her lips -- in fact, that almost tastes sweet.
It’s self-preservation, really; neither one of them sees the other when they lock gazes, stare into souls. They can already feel themselves slipping, and this is affirmation; this is proof that they exist.
It’s 2003. He hasn’t laid eyes on a woman in years.
She smells like Penny. He sounds like Charlie, just a little.
He lays a hand on her chest before she dissolves in the light -- the beat means nothing; she’s been dead forever.