My first drabble...evar. O_O
Title: These Dreams
Author: lovinlifeonmars
Rating: G
Warning: *crickets*
Pairing: Whoever you want it to be.
Disclaimer: Based off a dream I had. It's all mine. Except the title. That's an awesome song by The Eurythmics.
She dreamed about him again.
Nothing big - just them sitting side by side, holding hands and talking.
Her subconscious telling her dream self all the things she longed to hear.
No, he wasn't with HER anymore.
Yes, he missed her. More than she missed him, even.
She rested her cheek against his and inhaled deeply. He always wore too much cologne, she thought. Even that one day at school when her nose was stopped up by a cold, the overpowering smell of his cologne dominated her senses. She smiled. That was a fond memory. Her mom had come home from church the night before, telling her how he had asked about her.
"He wanted to know where you were. He hopes you feel better."
To this day she wondered what made him ask about her. Had he had these same kind of feelings once? Or was it just a part of the sibling-like relationship they had shared before her feelings developed into something more?
Perhaps one day she would ask him. But the reality that he probably didn't even remember that day is a little too painful to ponder, so she'll just keep her memories to herself...
Tucked away in her subconscious.
Until she dreams of him again.
A/N: I just want to thank all of the authors that I have ever interacted with. You guys have inspired me, and though it's not much, I finally wrote something. Even if it was just a drabble. Hopefully I'll continue with this writing thing...until then, thanks. :)
Author: lovinlifeonmars
Rating: G
Warning: *crickets*
Pairing: Whoever you want it to be.
Disclaimer: Based off a dream I had. It's all mine. Except the title. That's an awesome song by The Eurythmics.
She dreamed about him again.
Nothing big - just them sitting side by side, holding hands and talking.
Her subconscious telling her dream self all the things she longed to hear.
No, he wasn't with HER anymore.
Yes, he missed her. More than she missed him, even.
She rested her cheek against his and inhaled deeply. He always wore too much cologne, she thought. Even that one day at school when her nose was stopped up by a cold, the overpowering smell of his cologne dominated her senses. She smiled. That was a fond memory. Her mom had come home from church the night before, telling her how he had asked about her.
"He wanted to know where you were. He hopes you feel better."
To this day she wondered what made him ask about her. Had he had these same kind of feelings once? Or was it just a part of the sibling-like relationship they had shared before her feelings developed into something more?
Perhaps one day she would ask him. But the reality that he probably didn't even remember that day is a little too painful to ponder, so she'll just keep her memories to herself...
Tucked away in her subconscious.
Until she dreams of him again.
A/N: I just want to thank all of the authors that I have ever interacted with. You guys have inspired me, and though it's not much, I finally wrote something. Even if it was just a drabble. Hopefully I'll continue with this writing thing...until then, thanks. :)