Title: Blind Spots
Author: Nicholas
Fandom/Pairing: X-Files / M/K
Rating: G/PG
Words: 200

Freaked. Tired. Dead. As well as. Me, that is. You, no comment. The sun's blinding. Snow's freezing. A world in white. It's only the sun that makes it look alien. Just want to get away because I can't stay. I want to remain here, knowing I should have gone two weeks ago. Your hand on my shoulder. Freaked. Tired. Dead. Too warm. And I stare into the cool sun until those spots dance in my eyes. As if they do. Dance. Waltz or something. Right in my eyes. Mad chuckle. Looking into the sky now, it's like an army of UFOs dancing. Waltz or something. They come to get you. Another chuckle. Still mad. Want to get away. I should be gone. You should be gone. We shouldn't be here. Your hand is still there. I turn to face you. The spots dance on your face now. Partially blinded. It's good. I don't see the smile I shouldn't see. Your smile. I should be gone, and I am here. I should be freezing with the wetness clinging to my hands, but the snow simply melts. I should have killed you - yet here I am, pressing my lips to yours.

From: [identity profile] griva-x.livejournal.com


Hmmmmmmmm, if I wasn't hungover and a bit distracted today, I could have picked up where you dropped it and given the 2nd POV. :)

I *love* sentence structure without verbs. That's how I ften write and then Jynn corrects, but it works perfectly in Russian...

The beautiful ending sentence. Definitely *better* than the previous one, where M shoots you know whom.

From: [identity profile] literati.livejournal.com


it's called chemistry baby.. deal with it ;)

gorgeous drabble!
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