Fic: Sunrise (Inside)
Okay, so... yeah.
I said Firefly. And I did write some for the J/I table. It's just not done yet. And this was begging to be written.
Title: Sunrise
Author: Rinny
Fandom: The Inside
Character: Danny/Rebecca
Word Count: 714
Prompt: "Orchid" View the table.
Notes: This is actually an AU of a fic
literarylemming and I are writing together. It’s fluffy goodness that has no bearing on anything at all. Set in Hawaii, D/R are on vacation trying to figure themselves out away from VCU.
Rebecca wriggled her toes in the sand, the crystal clear tropical water lapping over them, washing the grains of sand from her orchid pink toenails. She sat curled up, a sweatshirt three sizes too big wrapped around her for warmth against the cool dawn.
She rested her chin on her knees, watching the streaks of purple and pink creep in to obliterate the faint twinkle of stars overhead.
Blinking a tear from her lashes, she scrubbed it away with the cuff of her sweatshirt and inhaled a deep breath of the sweetly scented air. In a thousand years, she could never have imagined a sunrise like this.
The sand muffled Danny’s footsteps, but didn’t need to hear him to know he was there. She marveled at the intrinsic familiarity as he sat down behind her, his legs framing her as he wrapped both arms around her lithe frame and rested his chin on her shoulder.
Leaning back against his chest, she followed the length of his calf, sprinkled with dark hair to his foot, the water lapping over his toes. She smiled to herself as he buried his pink tipped toe in the sand, hiding it from view. The waves were insistent, sweeping away the sand and revealing the shiny polish she’d applied the night before. Stubbornly, he kept digging deeper.
Another tear slipped from beneath her lashes.
“I don’t like waking up alone, Rebecca,” his voice was thick from sleep and too much honesty. “I’d thought you’d gone.”
“We’re on an island,” she whispered. “I couldn’t have gotten far.”
He didn’t reply, but his arms tightened around her.
It should have felt constricting. Stifling. Oppressive.
It didn’t.
Another tear traced the curve of her cheek.
Pink to match their toenails traced ghostly lines through the sky. His mouth grazed the nape of her neck, making no promises and asking for none in return. A shiver wracked through her body and he held her tighter.
“Our plane leaves in a few hours.”
“I know.”
“And then it’s back to the daily grind. Murder, mayhem and misery--and that’s just after Web gets his hands on us for abandoning VCU for a month.”
“We should never have left.”
She could feel him draw away, though he hadn’t moved an inch. His walls were back just as hers finally crumbled. Five simple words erased all the progress it had taken them four weeks to make.
Biting her lip, she quickly swiped the edge of his sweatshirt beneath her eyes, “I didn’t mean it like that.”
“How, then?”
“Just…not that.”
She hated her inability to find the right words. Too often over the years she wondered if, when He had bastardized her childhood, He’d destroyed all the words that meant anything. Or if He had simply obliterated their meaning before she’d ever known it.
A tear leaked from her eyes, clinging to her cheek before falling and splashing on his hand.
“Hey,” he reached up, tilting her chin so he could see her face. “Why the tears?”
She raised her damp lashes, “I think I love you.”
His eyes brightened a shade of blue more beautiful than any sunrise. The corner of his mouth only hinted at a smile as he brushed his thumb over her damp cheek. “And that’s cause for tears?”
“I should know, Danny.” She whispered the words torn from the back of her throat. “There shouldn’t be any question.”
“There’s not.” His breath fanned warm across her lips, “You can question all you want, but the answer’s still gonna be the same. You love me.”
“How do you know?”
“You’re out here crying. For me. Because you aren’t sure.” He smiled, grazing her mouth with his, “I hate to break it to you, babe, but that’s love.”
“Oh,” she blinked, flushing as he brushed light kisses over her eyelids. “Is that it?”
“Uh huh.” He smiled, “You know what else is love?”
She cupped his cheek, his bristles scratching her palm, “Letting me paint your toenails?”
“No,” he shook his head, his words muffled against her mouth as she kissed him. “That’s just emasculating.” He groaned as her fingers slid through his hair, holding him captive for her kisses, “Okay, okay. Maybe that’s love too.”
She bit back a smile, “I thought so.”
I said Firefly. And I did write some for the J/I table. It's just not done yet. And this was begging to be written.
Title: Sunrise
Author: Rinny
Fandom: The Inside
Character: Danny/Rebecca
Word Count: 714
Prompt: "Orchid" View the table.
Notes: This is actually an AU of a fic
literarylemming and I are writing together. It’s fluffy goodness that has no bearing on anything at all. Set in Hawaii, D/R are on vacation trying to figure themselves out away from VCU.
Rebecca wriggled her toes in the sand, the crystal clear tropical water lapping over them, washing the grains of sand from her orchid pink toenails. She sat curled up, a sweatshirt three sizes too big wrapped around her for warmth against the cool dawn.
She rested her chin on her knees, watching the streaks of purple and pink creep in to obliterate the faint twinkle of stars overhead.
Blinking a tear from her lashes, she scrubbed it away with the cuff of her sweatshirt and inhaled a deep breath of the sweetly scented air. In a thousand years, she could never have imagined a sunrise like this.
The sand muffled Danny’s footsteps, but didn’t need to hear him to know he was there. She marveled at the intrinsic familiarity as he sat down behind her, his legs framing her as he wrapped both arms around her lithe frame and rested his chin on her shoulder.
Leaning back against his chest, she followed the length of his calf, sprinkled with dark hair to his foot, the water lapping over his toes. She smiled to herself as he buried his pink tipped toe in the sand, hiding it from view. The waves were insistent, sweeping away the sand and revealing the shiny polish she’d applied the night before. Stubbornly, he kept digging deeper.
Another tear slipped from beneath her lashes.
“I don’t like waking up alone, Rebecca,” his voice was thick from sleep and too much honesty. “I’d thought you’d gone.”
“We’re on an island,” she whispered. “I couldn’t have gotten far.”
He didn’t reply, but his arms tightened around her.
It should have felt constricting. Stifling. Oppressive.
It didn’t.
Another tear traced the curve of her cheek.
Pink to match their toenails traced ghostly lines through the sky. His mouth grazed the nape of her neck, making no promises and asking for none in return. A shiver wracked through her body and he held her tighter.
“Our plane leaves in a few hours.”
“I know.”
“And then it’s back to the daily grind. Murder, mayhem and misery--and that’s just after Web gets his hands on us for abandoning VCU for a month.”
“We should never have left.”
She could feel him draw away, though he hadn’t moved an inch. His walls were back just as hers finally crumbled. Five simple words erased all the progress it had taken them four weeks to make.
Biting her lip, she quickly swiped the edge of his sweatshirt beneath her eyes, “I didn’t mean it like that.”
“How, then?”
“Just…not that.”
She hated her inability to find the right words. Too often over the years she wondered if, when He had bastardized her childhood, He’d destroyed all the words that meant anything. Or if He had simply obliterated their meaning before she’d ever known it.
A tear leaked from her eyes, clinging to her cheek before falling and splashing on his hand.
“Hey,” he reached up, tilting her chin so he could see her face. “Why the tears?”
She raised her damp lashes, “I think I love you.”
His eyes brightened a shade of blue more beautiful than any sunrise. The corner of his mouth only hinted at a smile as he brushed his thumb over her damp cheek. “And that’s cause for tears?”
“I should know, Danny.” She whispered the words torn from the back of her throat. “There shouldn’t be any question.”
“There’s not.” His breath fanned warm across her lips, “You can question all you want, but the answer’s still gonna be the same. You love me.”
“How do you know?”
“You’re out here crying. For me. Because you aren’t sure.” He smiled, grazing her mouth with his, “I hate to break it to you, babe, but that’s love.”
“Oh,” she blinked, flushing as he brushed light kisses over her eyelids. “Is that it?”
“Uh huh.” He smiled, “You know what else is love?”
She cupped his cheek, his bristles scratching her palm, “Letting me paint your toenails?”
“No,” he shook his head, his words muffled against her mouth as she kissed him. “That’s just emasculating.” He groaned as her fingers slid through his hair, holding him captive for her kisses, “Okay, okay. Maybe that’s love too.”
She bit back a smile, “I thought so.”