DRABBLE : Contentment : SPN : R
Acid Test prompt, drabble for 100_ghosts
Mary should have been content with Dean's green eyes and innocent laughter.
Instead she wrote doctor's appointments in red on the calender and put Dean down for naps when her temperature was just right. Pillows under her hips and she'd turned sex into something clinical, missing the way John's stubble burned her breasts.
Bills piled up, numbers each month in red just like her blood. Red like the mullberries that she crushed and spread, cool, on the inside of her thighs, while whispering words that tasted like ash.
When John's eyes flashed yellow, she knew she should have been content.
Mary should have been content with Dean's green eyes and innocent laughter.
Instead she wrote doctor's appointments in red on the calender and put Dean down for naps when her temperature was just right. Pillows under her hips and she'd turned sex into something clinical, missing the way John's stubble burned her breasts.
Bills piled up, numbers each month in red just like her blood. Red like the mullberries that she crushed and spread, cool, on the inside of her thighs, while whispering words that tasted like ash.
When John's eyes flashed yellow, she knew she should have been content.