Title: The Lies We Tell Ourselves
Summary: Sometimes, the lies we tell ourselves are the hardest ones to believe.
Rating: R (mature situations, language)
Author's Notes: 1,020 words. Veers off into AU land after 2x10. Big thanks to domfangirl for the beta. Concrit/feedback always appreciated and welcome! Enjoy!
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A week later and her lip still splits open every time she even thinks about cracking a smile. )
The entire piece is wonderful but my favorite part is here: Lincoln’s hand reaches up and palms her face, softly, gently, such a sharp, glaring contrast to the fast, hard movement of their bodies. He wipes at her sweat-sheened face delicately and it is everything and nothing at once and it leaves Jane wanting. She moves away from his touch as if stung.
A long drug out moment of painful silence, of confusion, followed by a hard, open mouthed, bruising kiss. Jane’s lip finally splits open, the bitter copper taste and slight discomfort mixing with the almost sweet essence of them and it serves as another reminder of what this is and what this is not.
It sums perfectly the theme of the entire piece. This is a favorite.
I love it when people writer L/J.
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