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Jan 30, 2011 04:51

Fandom: Nowhere Kids
Pairing: Rene/Elle
Word Count: 432

Elle never says it, but Rene is well-aware of the fact that the lifestyle that he leads is nowhere near comparable to the one that she’s accustomed to. His car is old, his apartment small, and his furniture secondhand, but it’s always been good to him. She doesn’t seem to care, tired of being surrounded by fine things that have no function; she plops down beside him on the worn-out red sofa all the same, eventually scooting over so that their knees touch and then their thighs.

It’s not the same for Rene. When he takes her back to her apartment after their dates, she invites him to walk her up and he lingers in the doorway, uncomfortable with the luxury and the spotlessness of her flat that he feels he will ruin. He doesn’t stay long, kissing her briefly and departing quickly. She never remarks on it, but he notices her frown.

This routine goes on for a month - Rene can’t bring himself to invite her to stay, afraid she’ll look too beautiful and out of place when the morning comes and she’s never invited him to stay because he refuses to even cross the threshold for a cup of coffee - when after a walk along the Seine and dinner in the Latin Quarter, Elle finally does invite him to come stay for the night.

It’s an invitation that he refuses. She doesn’t ask questions or even frown this time, she just smirks and shrugs in a way that says that they both know that he will regret his decision.

And regret it Rene does. He regrets it the entire way down the stairs from her 6th floor apartment to the lobby and he pauses, thinking of going back up. When he sits out in his car and looks up, he sees the outline of her body pass in front of the window and strip off her dress as she goes. His resolve crumbles and he’s out of his car and to the lift so fast that it seems to have only taken a few seconds for him to reach her door.

When she pulls it open, she’s dressed in a thin, pink silk negligee. “Hi,” she greets him.

“Hello,” he says and then he doesn’t have a chance to say anything else before she’s pulling him in by the front of his blazer and he’s kicking the door shut. His blazer hits the floor and her fingers thread through his hair as he walks her backwards.

She pulls away from his mouth only to ask: “What took you so long?”
 

elle, rene, rene/elle, fandom: nowhere kids

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