After the Curtains Close: A Valentine's Day Movie Fic
After the Curtain Closes: Dreaming
Rating: T
Words: 364
Disclaimer: These characters do not belong to me and I make no profit from it.
Summary: What happens after the press conference and Holden's return
Dreaming
Light streamed through the partially closed curtains in Sean's room and he grumbled wordlessly and squeezed his eyes shut against the intrusion. He had been having good dreams and he wanted to go back to them. He had dreamed that Holden had come back, had come home. Sean wanted to stay in the dream world where Holden was in his arms instead of emerging into reality where he had possibly destroyed his career and was still left alone. With a sigh he went to flip onto his stomach with the intent of burying his face in the pillows and fighting off reality a bit longer. However when he went to move he realized his left side was pinned to the bed, pinned by another body.
Sean's eyes flew open and his senses kicked back in as he took in the sight before him. He saw golden, perfectly smooth skin stretched over sinuous muscle. He could feel the soft chest hairs pressed into his own chest and the steady thump of someone else's heartbeat against his side. His eyes travelled down the body up till the soft curve of his backside where golden skin met crisp white sheets. Travelling upwards again he took in the mess of slightly shaggy hair buried into his shoulder. Maybe it hadn't been a dream after all.
"Ngh, tired go back to sleep." The body mumbled into his skin.
It was muffled and clogged with sleep but there was no doubt that the voice belonged to Holden. A grin spread across Sean's face and he let out a chuckle as he leaned down to kiss the deceptively soft hair.
"It wasn't a dream. You really came back." He murmured amazed.
"I'll leave if you don't let me sleep" Holden grumbled.
Sean laughed heartily because Holden's morning grumpiness was just so familiar to him. He never thought he'd miss the other man's complaints and half-awake grumbles but after a week of waking up alone to the silence of his too big condo Holden's threat was like music. Pulling him closer he closed his eyes and focusing on the even rhythm of Holden's breathing he let himself be lulled back to sleep.
Rating: T
Words: 364
Disclaimer: These characters do not belong to me and I make no profit from it.
Summary: What happens after the press conference and Holden's return
Dreaming
Light streamed through the partially closed curtains in Sean's room and he grumbled wordlessly and squeezed his eyes shut against the intrusion. He had been having good dreams and he wanted to go back to them. He had dreamed that Holden had come back, had come home. Sean wanted to stay in the dream world where Holden was in his arms instead of emerging into reality where he had possibly destroyed his career and was still left alone. With a sigh he went to flip onto his stomach with the intent of burying his face in the pillows and fighting off reality a bit longer. However when he went to move he realized his left side was pinned to the bed, pinned by another body.
Sean's eyes flew open and his senses kicked back in as he took in the sight before him. He saw golden, perfectly smooth skin stretched over sinuous muscle. He could feel the soft chest hairs pressed into his own chest and the steady thump of someone else's heartbeat against his side. His eyes travelled down the body up till the soft curve of his backside where golden skin met crisp white sheets. Travelling upwards again he took in the mess of slightly shaggy hair buried into his shoulder. Maybe it hadn't been a dream after all.
"Ngh, tired go back to sleep." The body mumbled into his skin.
It was muffled and clogged with sleep but there was no doubt that the voice belonged to Holden. A grin spread across Sean's face and he let out a chuckle as he leaned down to kiss the deceptively soft hair.
"It wasn't a dream. You really came back." He murmured amazed.
"I'll leave if you don't let me sleep" Holden grumbled.
Sean laughed heartily because Holden's morning grumpiness was just so familiar to him. He never thought he'd miss the other man's complaints and half-awake grumbles but after a week of waking up alone to the silence of his too big condo Holden's threat was like music. Pulling him closer he closed his eyes and focusing on the even rhythm of Holden's breathing he let himself be lulled back to sleep.