On the
auction thread, I promised a drabble to anyone upping the bid on a fic by me by $5. This is written to
wiggiemomsi's prompt.
Drabble: Boudoir
Author: wmr
wendymr Rated: G
Summary: It’s just a room, he tells himself.
Boudoir
It’s just a room, he tells himself. One of hundreds of similar rooms on this ship. Except it’s not.
It’s her room. From the moment he first brought her here, it’s been different. Feminine. Domestic. All clothes and make-up and clutter, souvenirs of their travels, discarded with the next destination in sight.
Bras over a chair, nightshirt on the pillow, strands of blonde hair on the dressing-table; that’s Rose, always rushing to the day’s adventure.
Laying the purple-blue blouse on the bed, he leaves and pulls the door closed. One day, it’ll be just another room again. But not today.