Chemistry; Specificity (or the lack thereof)
Title: Chemistry
Summary: Whatever this is, it's not. Unrequited love.
Fandom: Original/unknown
Characters/Pairings: OFC/OMC
Genre: Romance, angst
Rating/Warnings: G; none
Word Count: 67
Author's Notes: Prompt was 'chemistry', provided by cyyt.
Whatever this is, it's not. It's not the prickly burn of hydrochloric acid on skin - diluted of course; it's not like this hurts, or anything. It's not the delirious bubbling of red inside a flask, especially not when he sees her looking at him. It's not the sudden flare of wrong green in a Bunsen burner when she looks at someone else. It's not, except it is.
Title: Specificity (or the lack thereof)
Summary: The line they draw is a moderately thin one. Breaking up.
Fandom: Original/unknown
Characters/Pairings: OFC/OMC
Genre: Gen
Rating/Warnings: G; none
Word Count: 73
Author's Notes: Prompt was 'specificity', provided by cyyt.
The line they draw is a moderately thin one. It trails up from one corner of their life and down the next. It's not strictly straight; there are bends and sharp turns abound.
They say goodbye with an awkward handshake, boxes in the trunk of his car downstairs, empty shelves in her apartment. It's not fair, but blunt and unforgiving. But it's right, so he leaves, and she closes the door in relief.
Summary: Whatever this is, it's not. Unrequited love.
Fandom: Original/unknown
Characters/Pairings: OFC/OMC
Genre: Romance, angst
Rating/Warnings: G; none
Word Count: 67
Author's Notes: Prompt was 'chemistry', provided by cyyt.
Whatever this is, it's not. It's not the prickly burn of hydrochloric acid on skin - diluted of course; it's not like this hurts, or anything. It's not the delirious bubbling of red inside a flask, especially not when he sees her looking at him. It's not the sudden flare of wrong green in a Bunsen burner when she looks at someone else. It's not, except it is.
Title: Specificity (or the lack thereof)
Summary: The line they draw is a moderately thin one. Breaking up.
Fandom: Original/unknown
Characters/Pairings: OFC/OMC
Genre: Gen
Rating/Warnings: G; none
Word Count: 73
Author's Notes: Prompt was 'specificity', provided by cyyt.
The line they draw is a moderately thin one. It trails up from one corner of their life and down the next. It's not strictly straight; there are bends and sharp turns abound.
They say goodbye with an awkward handshake, boxes in the trunk of his car downstairs, empty shelves in her apartment. It's not fair, but blunt and unforgiving. But it's right, so he leaves, and she closes the door in relief.