A Momentary Lapse (Misfits: Simon/Alisha, PG, spoilers through 2.4)brighteyed_jillOctober 15 2011, 19:26:21 UTC
Just so you know, this is all your fault!
--- “It’s just a beer,” Alisha said. She snatched the bottle out of Simon’s grip.
He curled both hands around his own bottle, and frowned as Alisha downed several long gulps. “It’s been three beers, actually,” he said, and nodded to the empties lying on the roof next to where they sat.
Alisha shrugged and turned her face away to stare out across the darkened lake and its concrete shores beyond. She wrapped her arms around herself, shoulders bare in a halter top. The alcohol had made her pleasantly warm, but so far it had failed to give her courage. She felt Simon’s eyes on her, and wished that he had Kelly’s power, so that he could see what she was trying to do and bloody help somehow.
“Three’s not too many,” she said. “What, are you training to become a probation worker?”
“No.” Simon smoothed a hand across his fringe and took a sip of his own beer.
Alisha bit her lower lip. Careful with the teasing, then. She was so crap at this. Being with Simon--her Simon-had been so easy. If only
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Re: A Momentary Lapse (Misfits: Simon/Alisha, PG, spoilers through 2.4)aurillyOctober 17 2011, 22:21:38 UTC
Yay! With the matching done, I can now enjoy myself and read fic. :)
This is so sweet and perfectly them, THANK YOU. Love the emphasis on the necessary separation while trying to keep close; when it's just like Rogue from X-Men (ie., just untouchable, so you can ignore the whole sex thing), Alisha's power makes for interesting ship fic. And then the angst of it having been easy with Future!Simon but it being slightly awkward here. But then he relaxes... oh, this is wonderful.
So glad to have you on board with this show! It's like crack, right? <3
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“It’s just a beer,” Alisha said. She snatched the bottle out of Simon’s grip.
He curled both hands around his own bottle, and frowned as Alisha downed several long gulps. “It’s been three beers, actually,” he said, and nodded to the empties lying on the roof next to where they sat.
Alisha shrugged and turned her face away to stare out across the darkened lake and its concrete shores beyond. She wrapped her arms around herself, shoulders bare in a halter top. The alcohol had made her pleasantly warm, but so far it had failed to give her courage. She felt Simon’s eyes on her, and wished that he had Kelly’s power, so that he could see what she was trying to do and bloody help somehow.
“Three’s not too many,” she said. “What, are you training to become a probation worker?”
“No.” Simon smoothed a hand across his fringe and took a sip of his own beer.
Alisha bit her lower lip. Careful with the teasing, then. She was so crap at this. Being with Simon--her Simon-had been so easy. If only ( ... )
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This is so sweet and perfectly them, THANK YOU. Love the emphasis on the necessary separation while trying to keep close; when it's just like Rogue from X-Men (ie., just untouchable, so you can ignore the whole sex thing), Alisha's power makes for interesting ship fic. And then the angst of it having been easy with Future!Simon but it being slightly awkward here. But then he relaxes... oh, this is wonderful.
So glad to have you on board with this show! It's like crack, right? <3
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And yeah, her power is totally like Rogue's. Just going to ignore the problematic sex drive thing in this case.... Oh Simon. He's so... Oh Simon.
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