Final Fantasy XII: Proximity
proximity
vaan/penelo, 100 words, pg, disclaimer: ffxii isn't mine, for
fanfic100 prompt: green
Proximity
Vaan lies next to her whistling some melody she can’t stand.
It’s in her head and later will remind her of him.
Penelo wants to shout, but doesn’t. She’s too tired. Too tired to move her lips. She barely breathes while letting the grass nip at her arms in tiny pricks that keep her awake. The grass, greener than it should be in desperate times.
Her eyes close as if disappearing was as simple as shutting out the sky.
She feels the sun heat her skin.
The heat of his body next to hers.
Too close, but not close enough.
vaan/penelo, 100 words, pg, disclaimer: ffxii isn't mine, for
fanfic100 prompt: green
Proximity
Vaan lies next to her whistling some melody she can’t stand.
It’s in her head and later will remind her of him.
Penelo wants to shout, but doesn’t. She’s too tired. Too tired to move her lips. She barely breathes while letting the grass nip at her arms in tiny pricks that keep her awake. The grass, greener than it should be in desperate times.
Her eyes close as if disappearing was as simple as shutting out the sky.
She feels the sun heat her skin.
The heat of his body next to hers.
Too close, but not close enough.