Miracles Fic: Chasing the Chill
Written for drabble123 Prompt #18 - Chill
Emma DeMarais Drabble123 Miracles/Random2/300 Prompt Table
Crossposted to miracles_fanfic
Title:Chasing the Chill
Pairing/Characters: Paul/Alva
Rating: PG13
Spoilers: None
Summary: Both Alva and Paul are traumatized by a horrific event
Notes/Warnings: Read the disclaimer on my LJ
The clouds had loosed their most pelting rain upon the earth just after Paul began his weary trudge back to the motel, as if the heavens wished to wash away the horrors that the night, and Paul, had witnessed.
Once inside the simple rustic room - carelessly dripping on the scuffed wooden floorboards - he collapsed into a chair, letting his head fall into his hands. No matter how many times he played out the night's nightmarish events in his head he couldn't find a way that Alva or he could have saved those who perished, the echoes of their anguished screams still haunting him.
Paul wasn't sure how long he sat unmoving, mindless in memory, but when car headlights flashed their beams across the flimsy drapes he went to the door in hopes it was Alva returning from his attempt to explicate the inexplicable to the police.
Alva stood statue still in the middle of the parking lot, eyes turned skyward - in question or complaint Paul wasn't sure. Already soaked to the skin, Paul darted out and dragged an unresisting Alva out of the pummeling rain on auto-pilot.
"Cold..." Alva murmured, eyes vacant with shock.
With gentle hands Paul began to peel the sodden layers from Alva's shivering form. He paused only long enough to turn up the heat and remove their shoes then led Alva to the bed, stripping both of them completely before urging Alva beneath the thick homey quilts.
"Cold..." Alva repeated and Paul understood that it wasn't the temperature he was talking about: the chill Alva felt was inside.
Under the covers he molded his body to Alva's, trusting in the heat to build between them, chasing the chill away. Paul tightened his arms around him, prayed for the blessing of forgetting and waited for the thaw.
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Emma DeMarais Drabble123 Miracles/Random2/300 Prompt Table
Crossposted to miracles_fanfic
Title:Chasing the Chill
Pairing/Characters: Paul/Alva
Rating: PG13
Spoilers: None
Summary: Both Alva and Paul are traumatized by a horrific event
Notes/Warnings: Read the disclaimer on my LJ
The clouds had loosed their most pelting rain upon the earth just after Paul began his weary trudge back to the motel, as if the heavens wished to wash away the horrors that the night, and Paul, had witnessed.
Once inside the simple rustic room - carelessly dripping on the scuffed wooden floorboards - he collapsed into a chair, letting his head fall into his hands. No matter how many times he played out the night's nightmarish events in his head he couldn't find a way that Alva or he could have saved those who perished, the echoes of their anguished screams still haunting him.
Paul wasn't sure how long he sat unmoving, mindless in memory, but when car headlights flashed their beams across the flimsy drapes he went to the door in hopes it was Alva returning from his attempt to explicate the inexplicable to the police.
Alva stood statue still in the middle of the parking lot, eyes turned skyward - in question or complaint Paul wasn't sure. Already soaked to the skin, Paul darted out and dragged an unresisting Alva out of the pummeling rain on auto-pilot.
"Cold..." Alva murmured, eyes vacant with shock.
With gentle hands Paul began to peel the sodden layers from Alva's shivering form. He paused only long enough to turn up the heat and remove their shoes then led Alva to the bed, stripping both of them completely before urging Alva beneath the thick homey quilts.
"Cold..." Alva repeated and Paul understood that it wasn't the temperature he was talking about: the chill Alva felt was inside.
Under the covers he molded his body to Alva's, trusting in the heat to build between them, chasing the chill away. Paul tightened his arms around him, prayed for the blessing of forgetting and waited for the thaw.
^^