Prison Break - Kaleidoscope (7/9)
Title: Kaleidoscope (7/9)
Author: clair-de-lune
Characters: Sofia, LJ
Genre: Gen
Rating: G
Word Count: ~ 260
Warnings: None
Summary: Every now and then, when she visits Lincoln and LJ, Michael is here.
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Sofia
Every now and then, when she visits Lincoln and LJ, Michael is here. She knows that he comes and sees them regularly, at least once a week. Lincoln and he sit on the small veranda behind the house and, their eyes glued to the skyline, they stay here for a couple of hours, still and quiet. Sometimes Sofia is inside the house, just on the other side of the window; sometimes LJ and her are right near the brothers; either way, nothing seems able to catch their attention, to interfere with their silent communication. None of them is chatty, but ‘silence’ reaches a whole new level when they’re together.
She assumes that after what they’ve been through, they share something that is beyond words.
A slamming door followed by footsteps disrupts the peace of the house. She startles. When she turns her head and looks up, she can see LJ’s face. Except for two red spot on his cheekbones, he’s pale, his eyes shining, and he shifts nervously, balancing his weight from one leg to the other.
“You all right?” she asks, a bit worried.
“Yeah... I just.... Yeah.”
“I was leaving. Want to come with me?”
She asks without expecting a positive answer. As recurring and quiet his uncle’s Mike visits are, LJ always makes sure to be here when he comes. Yet, today, he glances towards the veranda and shrugs.
“Why not? You let me drive?”
She snatches her car keys and waves them in his face. “You come and shop with me?”
“Deal,” he accepts and grabs the keys.
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Author: clair-de-lune
Characters: Sofia, LJ
Genre: Gen
Rating: G
Word Count: ~ 260
Warnings: None
Summary: Every now and then, when she visits Lincoln and LJ, Michael is here.
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Sofia
Every now and then, when she visits Lincoln and LJ, Michael is here. She knows that he comes and sees them regularly, at least once a week. Lincoln and he sit on the small veranda behind the house and, their eyes glued to the skyline, they stay here for a couple of hours, still and quiet. Sometimes Sofia is inside the house, just on the other side of the window; sometimes LJ and her are right near the brothers; either way, nothing seems able to catch their attention, to interfere with their silent communication. None of them is chatty, but ‘silence’ reaches a whole new level when they’re together.
She assumes that after what they’ve been through, they share something that is beyond words.
A slamming door followed by footsteps disrupts the peace of the house. She startles. When she turns her head and looks up, she can see LJ’s face. Except for two red spot on his cheekbones, he’s pale, his eyes shining, and he shifts nervously, balancing his weight from one leg to the other.
“You all right?” she asks, a bit worried.
“Yeah... I just.... Yeah.”
“I was leaving. Want to come with me?”
She asks without expecting a positive answer. As recurring and quiet his uncle’s Mike visits are, LJ always makes sure to be here when he comes. Yet, today, he glances towards the veranda and shrugs.
“Why not? You let me drive?”
She snatches her car keys and waves them in his face. “You come and shop with me?”
“Deal,” he accepts and grabs the keys.
* * *
Comments are always welcome.
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