~BSG: The One That I Want
Title: The One That I Want
Author: kastari
Summary: To their hearts they must be true.
Characters: Adama/Roslin
Rating: T
Word Count: 100
Author’s Note: Written for the 45th ar_drabbles. Prompt: whatever_lj's request: ‘I’d like a story about Laura and Bill and Bill’s glasses and Laura’s glasses. I’d like a pair of glasses to be broken in this story. And lots of dialogue. So, it ALL dialogue. In the dark. Thanks to redrockcan for helping me with the quotes & to frakcancer & angeltrisha9 for believing I could do it while having a 10-year-old in my life.
Disclaimer: I’m just playing in Universal’s sandbox.
The One That I Want
“Wow. That was totally worth rolling the hard six.”
“Hmmm, it certainly was. Bill! You’re bleeding!”
“Where?”
“The bridge of your nose.”
“You broke my glasses, Roslin.”
“No, you broke your glasses, Adama. That’s what happens when you don’t put them on the shelf next to mine.”
“No, that’s what happens when you like it rough.”
“Here, let me have them.”
“I won’t be able to see you. I want to see you.”
“You know what I look like. And you most definitely know what I want.”
“Yes, I do.”
“Well, this time, you’ll just have to feel your way.”
~finis~
Author: kastari
Summary: To their hearts they must be true.
Characters: Adama/Roslin
Rating: T
Word Count: 100
Author’s Note: Written for the 45th ar_drabbles. Prompt: whatever_lj's request: ‘I’d like a story about Laura and Bill and Bill’s glasses and Laura’s glasses. I’d like a pair of glasses to be broken in this story. And lots of dialogue. So, it ALL dialogue. In the dark. Thanks to redrockcan for helping me with the quotes & to frakcancer & angeltrisha9 for believing I could do it while having a 10-year-old in my life.
Disclaimer: I’m just playing in Universal’s sandbox.
The One That I Want
“Wow. That was totally worth rolling the hard six.”
“Hmmm, it certainly was. Bill! You’re bleeding!”
“Where?”
“The bridge of your nose.”
“You broke my glasses, Roslin.”
“No, you broke your glasses, Adama. That’s what happens when you don’t put them on the shelf next to mine.”
“No, that’s what happens when you like it rough.”
“Here, let me have them.”
“I won’t be able to see you. I want to see you.”
“You know what I look like. And you most definitely know what I want.”
“Yes, I do.”
“Well, this time, you’ll just have to feel your way.”
~finis~