Mahou Shoujo Madoka Magica Ficlet: The Most Beautiful Thing in This World
Title: (You Are) The Most Beautiful Thing in This World
Author: Miles/Lifelink
Fandom: Mahou Shoujo Madoka Magica
Paring: Homura/Madoka
Rating: PG
Summary: On one iteration, Homura tells Madoka that she loves her.
Notes: Originally written for this prompt on the kink meme.
Homura kisses her lightly, like a breath of air or one of Madoka's crimson arrows whistling past her cheek when they used to fight for the greater good, before pulling back.
There is a shocked blush sweeping over Madoka's face and a stutter as she tries to force out her words.
"H-Homura-chan, why would you...?" She trails off bringing fingers up to brush the soft pink edges of her lips.
"I just..." It is simply that she believes the way the dieing sunlight settles on Madoka's face is the most beautiful thing in this world. Homura is scared all of the sudden and she feels just like that young girl she had been when this first started. That same young girl that simply watched as the sky fell to ruin.
Be strong, she reminds herself, if not for her own sake then to protect this strong girl and her fragile smile. What has she got to lose but everything again and again.
"Kaname Madoka," Homura says, standing just a little taller and holding out her hand for Madoka to take "I am in love with you."
Madoka's blush gains in prominence and her fingers are clammy where they curl against Homura's battle worn clauses, but the swift brush of her lips against Homura's is steady and true.
"I'm sorry, Homura-chan. I don't know if I love you yet, or even if I can. But I can try if you'll allow me."
Homura has never been able to resist that smile.
She laces their fingers into a tight web and pulls Madoka away from the world of her harsh city and down through darkening blocks to home.
They sleep curled up against each other, breath mingling in the shadows, and when Madoka is still there come daybreak, Homura doesn't know weather to laugh or cry and merely hugs her closer.
Homura kisses her knowing that the morning will bring the end of the world.
(On the next iteration, Homura falls even more into love and Madoka can not even recall her name.)
Author: Miles/Lifelink
Fandom: Mahou Shoujo Madoka Magica
Paring: Homura/Madoka
Rating: PG
Summary: On one iteration, Homura tells Madoka that she loves her.
Notes: Originally written for this prompt on the kink meme.
Homura kisses her lightly, like a breath of air or one of Madoka's crimson arrows whistling past her cheek when they used to fight for the greater good, before pulling back.
There is a shocked blush sweeping over Madoka's face and a stutter as she tries to force out her words.
"H-Homura-chan, why would you...?" She trails off bringing fingers up to brush the soft pink edges of her lips.
"I just..." It is simply that she believes the way the dieing sunlight settles on Madoka's face is the most beautiful thing in this world. Homura is scared all of the sudden and she feels just like that young girl she had been when this first started. That same young girl that simply watched as the sky fell to ruin.
Be strong, she reminds herself, if not for her own sake then to protect this strong girl and her fragile smile. What has she got to lose but everything again and again.
"Kaname Madoka," Homura says, standing just a little taller and holding out her hand for Madoka to take "I am in love with you."
Madoka's blush gains in prominence and her fingers are clammy where they curl against Homura's battle worn clauses, but the swift brush of her lips against Homura's is steady and true.
"I'm sorry, Homura-chan. I don't know if I love you yet, or even if I can. But I can try if you'll allow me."
Homura has never been able to resist that smile.
She laces their fingers into a tight web and pulls Madoka away from the world of her harsh city and down through darkening blocks to home.
They sleep curled up against each other, breath mingling in the shadows, and when Madoka is still there come daybreak, Homura doesn't know weather to laugh or cry and merely hugs her closer.
Homura kisses her knowing that the morning will bring the end of the world.
(On the next iteration, Homura falls even more into love and Madoka can not even recall her name.)