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wellownedbkupTitle: The Wait
Author: wellowned
Rating: G
Feedback: Feel free.
Fandom: Original fiction.
Prompt: Glitter
Notes: Based on boys I knew. But not. Is slash. 164 words. 10 minutes.
It’s that he’s sitting there… waiting. He isn’t sure what he’s waiting for, precisely. Only that he needs it like water in his lungs. Needs the boy to do… something! To see that glitter of laughter in his eyes drown in something more solid than all this dreaming.
He questions how it came to be this way. How he began searching for him every moment of the day. He asks himself daily why he has a need to see his face. Those big blue eyes shielded by golden hair—a sparkling veil of precious threads. That innocent smile of the whitest pearls.
He’s not sure when it happened. Or if anyone even noticed it. One day, it just seemed bleak. Grey. Overcast and dire. His heart was aching for something more. Something was missing. Then, suddenly, blonde over blue joy.
“Hey Cris. Sorry I’m late.”
A smile so dazzling, he closes his eyes against it and gives a timid smile in return.
“Hi Andy.”
Author: wellowned
Rating: G
Feedback: Feel free.
Fandom: Original fiction.
Prompt: Glitter
Notes: Based on boys I knew. But not. Is slash. 164 words. 10 minutes.
It’s that he’s sitting there… waiting. He isn’t sure what he’s waiting for, precisely. Only that he needs it like water in his lungs. Needs the boy to do… something! To see that glitter of laughter in his eyes drown in something more solid than all this dreaming.
He questions how it came to be this way. How he began searching for him every moment of the day. He asks himself daily why he has a need to see his face. Those big blue eyes shielded by golden hair—a sparkling veil of precious threads. That innocent smile of the whitest pearls.
He’s not sure when it happened. Or if anyone even noticed it. One day, it just seemed bleak. Grey. Overcast and dire. His heart was aching for something more. Something was missing. Then, suddenly, blonde over blue joy.
“Hey Cris. Sorry I’m late.”
A smile so dazzling, he closes his eyes against it and gives a timid smile in return.
“Hi Andy.”
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Date: 2005-03-09 03:24 am (UTC)i still like the one from last year, personally.
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Date: 2005-03-09 01:38 pm (UTC)you weren't being sarcastic were you?? cause i mean... i didn't want it to be like SLASHYSLASHSLASHSLASH. it was supposed to be more... (eep! not slash!!) but... oh well.
and now MIKE AND TODD ARE HAWT SEX TOGETHER... EVEN IF THEY DON'T THINK SO!!!
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Date: 2005-03-10 06:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-03-10 06:45 pm (UTC)dude. guys so think like that... underneath the layers of sports and machismo and a mantra of "i am not gay. i am not gay."