Blinding (1/1)
Title: Blinding
Genre: Television
Series: Wizards of Waverly Place
Characters: Justin Russo, Alex Russo
Spoilers: Wizards of Waverly Place-The Movie
Rating: PG
Summary: Not even magic can completely wipe the slate clean. (One-sided Justin/Alex drabble)
There was a moment where she wasn't his sister, a moment where he was a teenage boy with no past and no future and she was a teenage girl looking at him like he was the world. For the first time he saw what strangers on the street saw, that Alex was beautiful and that she had a way of smiling that shined and that without even smiling back he could feel the warmth of that smile through his body. For just a few seconds, before the spell caught up with him and he was wiped from existence, that warmth came together and Justin was looking back at the girl he didn't know and wanted to reach out and touch.
Not even having everything reversed could take back the memory of what he'd seen. It colored his every interaction with Alex, and he didn't know how to fix it. He didn't know how to make it so that he could look at her and see his little sister again.
Justin did his best, he threw himself into his magic work and into his life outside of the family, but the jagged edges the events of their vacation had torn in his psyche didn't heal. There was a edge to his interactions with Alex, whether they were alone or with others; he couldn't quite conceal the way she made him feel.
Sometimes he thinks that if he had a genie, he'd wish he couldn't remember that day. He'd wish that he'd never given Alex the wand and gone along with her idiotic plan, that they'd all just suffered silently through their parents' trip down memory lane.
Maybe he'd wish that he could live in that moment, where he was a boy and she was a girl, with no history or past or future to complicate matters.
Would he rather have the love of a second; a flash of lust and love so bright it burned his retinas and wouldn't go away? Would he have the subtler love of sister for a lifetime, immortal and unconditional?
It was good that he didn't have a genie, because Justin didn't know what he'd decide. Sometimes it kept him awake at night, the decision he couldn't make. Sometimes it was a comfort, knowing he didn't have to.
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Review, please.
Genre: Television
Series: Wizards of Waverly Place
Characters: Justin Russo, Alex Russo
Spoilers: Wizards of Waverly Place-The Movie
Rating: PG
Summary: Not even magic can completely wipe the slate clean. (One-sided Justin/Alex drabble)
There was a moment where she wasn't his sister, a moment where he was a teenage boy with no past and no future and she was a teenage girl looking at him like he was the world. For the first time he saw what strangers on the street saw, that Alex was beautiful and that she had a way of smiling that shined and that without even smiling back he could feel the warmth of that smile through his body. For just a few seconds, before the spell caught up with him and he was wiped from existence, that warmth came together and Justin was looking back at the girl he didn't know and wanted to reach out and touch.
Not even having everything reversed could take back the memory of what he'd seen. It colored his every interaction with Alex, and he didn't know how to fix it. He didn't know how to make it so that he could look at her and see his little sister again.
Justin did his best, he threw himself into his magic work and into his life outside of the family, but the jagged edges the events of their vacation had torn in his psyche didn't heal. There was a edge to his interactions with Alex, whether they were alone or with others; he couldn't quite conceal the way she made him feel.
Sometimes he thinks that if he had a genie, he'd wish he couldn't remember that day. He'd wish that he'd never given Alex the wand and gone along with her idiotic plan, that they'd all just suffered silently through their parents' trip down memory lane.
Maybe he'd wish that he could live in that moment, where he was a boy and she was a girl, with no history or past or future to complicate matters.
Would he rather have the love of a second; a flash of lust and love so bright it burned his retinas and wouldn't go away? Would he have the subtler love of sister for a lifetime, immortal and unconditional?
It was good that he didn't have a genie, because Justin didn't know what he'd decide. Sometimes it kept him awake at night, the decision he couldn't make. Sometimes it was a comfort, knowing he didn't have to.
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Review, please.