Like a Breeze
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120_minutenTeam: Weiß (Titanic)
Challenge: Hurt/Comfort - "Wir dachten du wärst..." - fürs Team
Fandom: Kong - Skull Island
Charaktere/Pairing: Mason/James
Kommentar: ... they ate my brain!!! - Es ist nicht ganz "we", aber "I" sollte auch okay sein, oder?
Wörter: 511
Even before he fully came to, he knew, he was alone. He could sense it, yet without seeing or feeling for it.
She was gone. The other side of the bed was empty.
Groaning he raised an arm over his still closed eyes, blocking out the soft morning sun streaming through an airy double glass door, that leads to a small balcony with the praised nicest harbor view you could buy for money, curtains probably billowing in the mild morning breeze. He could already hear the first birds chirp.
It wasn't as if he hadn't expected it.
Well… actually he had hoped for a different outcome - at least after all they've been through together. But he couldn't truthfully say, he didn't expect it.
She was an independent woman, after all. Allways doing what suits her best.
And staying after this one night apparently didn't suit her.
It had been kind of inevitable. Them, escaping together from that horrid island, just to be snatched right away by monarch, barely setting a foot onto solid ground, for the perhaps most mind blowing revelation of the decade - screw that: the millennium.
He still couldn't believe they where left to go free afterwards. Hell, he didn't even know what to think at all!
Neither her nor him were in shape to stay alone after this. She clutched his hand probably as forceful as he clutched hers. Keeping her near and in eye sight. Mostly for his own well being.
As far away from these crazy people, monsters and such as possible. Away from monarch. It felt natural for them to stay with each other. Nearly essentiel.
At least for him. He had hoped the feeling was mutual.
Them together felt… right. Out there as well as in here.
That they hadn't devoured each other like hungry animals had been some kind of confirmation for him. That they just fell into the sheets to curl into each other, to sleep, sleep, sleep, felt right.
Beeing proved to having asumed wrong, well... It stung.
A new breath of fresh morning air waft over him, caressed his naked legs, over his chest, tickling his nose. The wide soft curtains must have billowed again, since he could feel them gently at his toes.
Then he heard it. A soft mechanical clicking noise, reaching him with another flow of coolish morning breeze.
Disbelieving he opened one eye and peeked to the small balcony, just to raise honestly surprised onto both arms to get a better view, after seeing a blurred motion of a slightly smaller figure.
Her.
Completely overwhelmed he fell back into the pillow, starring straight to the ceiling, contemplating what he just had seen. Yielding both his hands rushed over his face, brushing the last traces of the night into nothingness, just to come away to reveal a smile he feared long lost.
Slowly, without any haste, he stepped out of bed, finding his way through the double doors, onto the balcony, while the unswerving feeling of deepest contentment settled in him.
"You are here. "
Challenge: Hurt/Comfort - "Wir dachten du wärst..." - fürs Team
Fandom: Kong - Skull Island
Charaktere/Pairing: Mason/James
Kommentar: ... they ate my brain!!! - Es ist nicht ganz "we", aber "I" sollte auch okay sein, oder?
Wörter: 511
Even before he fully came to, he knew, he was alone. He could sense it, yet without seeing or feeling for it.
She was gone. The other side of the bed was empty.
Groaning he raised an arm over his still closed eyes, blocking out the soft morning sun streaming through an airy double glass door, that leads to a small balcony with the praised nicest harbor view you could buy for money, curtains probably billowing in the mild morning breeze. He could already hear the first birds chirp.
It wasn't as if he hadn't expected it.
Well… actually he had hoped for a different outcome - at least after all they've been through together. But he couldn't truthfully say, he didn't expect it.
She was an independent woman, after all. Allways doing what suits her best.
And staying after this one night apparently didn't suit her.
It had been kind of inevitable. Them, escaping together from that horrid island, just to be snatched right away by monarch, barely setting a foot onto solid ground, for the perhaps most mind blowing revelation of the decade - screw that: the millennium.
He still couldn't believe they where left to go free afterwards. Hell, he didn't even know what to think at all!
Neither her nor him were in shape to stay alone after this. She clutched his hand probably as forceful as he clutched hers. Keeping her near and in eye sight. Mostly for his own well being.
As far away from these crazy people, monsters and such as possible. Away from monarch. It felt natural for them to stay with each other. Nearly essentiel.
At least for him. He had hoped the feeling was mutual.
Them together felt… right. Out there as well as in here.
That they hadn't devoured each other like hungry animals had been some kind of confirmation for him. That they just fell into the sheets to curl into each other, to sleep, sleep, sleep, felt right.
Beeing proved to having asumed wrong, well... It stung.
A new breath of fresh morning air waft over him, caressed his naked legs, over his chest, tickling his nose. The wide soft curtains must have billowed again, since he could feel them gently at his toes.
Then he heard it. A soft mechanical clicking noise, reaching him with another flow of coolish morning breeze.
Disbelieving he opened one eye and peeked to the small balcony, just to raise honestly surprised onto both arms to get a better view, after seeing a blurred motion of a slightly smaller figure.
Her.
Completely overwhelmed he fell back into the pillow, starring straight to the ceiling, contemplating what he just had seen. Yielding both his hands rushed over his face, brushing the last traces of the night into nothingness, just to come away to reveal a smile he feared long lost.
Slowly, without any haste, he stepped out of bed, finding his way through the double doors, onto the balcony, while the unswerving feeling of deepest contentment settled in him.
"You are here. "
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Date: 2019-08-04 09:22 pm (UTC)Lustigerweise bin ich mir nicht sicher, ob ich die beiden nicht auf Deutsch mehr fühlen würde. Warum auch immer.
Jedenfalls sehr schön <3 Als ob sie einfach abhauen würde. Also klar, irgendwie würde ihr das auch ähnlich sehen, auf der anderen Seite aber denke ich auch, dass sie nach dem Schrecken erst einmal kurz weiter aneinender kleben bleiben.