Title: At The End of The Worlds
Pairing: Adama/Roslin
Rating: T
Word Count: 100 words
Disclaimer: Not my characters or television show.
A/N: Takes place during early season two.
Before the worlds ended, I’d never cared much for public displays of affection.
I never understood why couples felt the need to hold hands, or cuddle, or heavens forbid, kiss in public.
Now, every time Bill’s hand brushes against my back as he leads me around his ship, my knees get weak. Every time he offers his arm, I hang on tightly.
When Bill kisses me softly, in front of my pseudo-son, I do not stop him.
There’s nothing quite like genocide to put things into perspective.
When he lets me go, I cling to him until Billy leads me away.