[March 28] [xxxHOLiC] wine and silken strands
Title: wine and silken strands
Series: xxxHOLiC
Character/Pairing: Clow, Yuuko; Clow/Yuuko
Rating: PG
Genre: General
Spoilers/Warnings: None!
Wordcount: 200
Theme/prompt: 28. real faith, my dear, is just a dream
He is gently stroking her hair, pushing slippery strands away from her face. The sound as he does so is like the rustling of silk as the strands fall back to their former postions as soon as he brushes them away.
Stretched out on the lounge like she is, Yuuko is languid, relaxed to the point of drowsiness, the wine glass in her hand at risk of slipping.
There is a moment where Clow must believe this is in imminent danger of happening and as he reaches out to grasp the glassware, Yuuko murmurs, "Let me enjoy this moment Clow," before making an impatient noise for him to continue his previous action.
Obediently, Clow does so and save for Yuuko's occasional sips of wine there is only the silk rustle sound of him stroking her hair. Nothing else interrupts until he stops in his movement to speak softly.
"Yuuko, you know that everything will turn out all right. There is no reason for you to fret, to worry that all our safeguards have failed." He smiles, eyes crinkled in that way of his.
She just replies with a noncommittant sound and takes another drink from her glass, dubious of a dead man's faith.
Series: xxxHOLiC
Character/Pairing: Clow, Yuuko; Clow/Yuuko
Rating: PG
Genre: General
Spoilers/Warnings: None!
Wordcount: 200
Theme/prompt: 28. real faith, my dear, is just a dream
He is gently stroking her hair, pushing slippery strands away from her face. The sound as he does so is like the rustling of silk as the strands fall back to their former postions as soon as he brushes them away.
Stretched out on the lounge like she is, Yuuko is languid, relaxed to the point of drowsiness, the wine glass in her hand at risk of slipping.
There is a moment where Clow must believe this is in imminent danger of happening and as he reaches out to grasp the glassware, Yuuko murmurs, "Let me enjoy this moment Clow," before making an impatient noise for him to continue his previous action.
Obediently, Clow does so and save for Yuuko's occasional sips of wine there is only the silk rustle sound of him stroking her hair. Nothing else interrupts until he stops in his movement to speak softly.
"Yuuko, you know that everything will turn out all right. There is no reason for you to fret, to worry that all our safeguards have failed." He smiles, eyes crinkled in that way of his.
She just replies with a noncommittant sound and takes another drink from her glass, dubious of a dead man's faith.