Sep 17, 2011 23:02
Alphabet prompt meme. Give me a word prompt starting with any letter of the alphabet, and I shall write you a drabble for it.
Bonus if you want to include the fandom, characters and/or pairing.
No limits for prompts. (seriously guys, I cannot brain RP tags, and feel like writing indulge me.)
fic,
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Adam says Yes to Lucifer.
Adam sleeps.
Adam dreams of oblivion.
He only dreams of it. He cannot understand why. Oblivion isn't supposed to be a dream, it's supposed to be his reality. It's what he knows would happen once he said yes. Lucifer has never hidden his future from him.
But yet whenever he feels himself completely slipping away there's a pull backwards, and Adam feels the sleep of in-between lull him in again.
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Adam wakes up once.
He can't make out much. Just heat, and the feeling of thin cold fingers carding through his hair, before sleep takes him in again.
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The next time he remembers waking, he stays awake longer, but his body feels heavy from sleeping too much, and something just feels off. And then there's a laugh. A woman laughing. Soft, warm, familiar. He knows her, that much he reckons through the haze of sleep.
“Hey kiddo, you're up again.”
Again? Adam wonders, as he feels the bed - he's in a bed, how did he get here - dip and she reaches over and ruffles his hair.
“Go back to sleep kiddo. You still need to recover. Maybe the next time I come up, you'll be awake for good.” Her touch is comforting, not as comforting as he's used too, but enough. And before he sleeps, he realises who she is. Ruby, his mind supplies.
Adam sleeps.
Adam dreams of oblivion
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He wakes up more after that, stays awake longer. Ruby is around often enough, but Lucifer isn't, and it worries him.
This whole thing feels weird. Wrong.
He goes back to sleep.
He dreams of oblivion.
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When his eyes open again, the night sky is vast above him, stretching to infinity, dotted by countless stars. It's clearer than he's ever seen, and the air is fresh. And cold.
Cold, Adam realises turning immediately despite the heavy ache in his limbs. Sure enough, he's there. Sitting by Adam's side, wearing Nick, eyes trained on the sky.
“You're here,” Adam rasps, voice hoarse an dry from so much disuse.
“I never left.” Lucifer hums.
“I'm here.” Adam says, trying to make sense of things through the haze. Something still feels odd about this.
“You are.”
“I shouldn't be here.” he mumbles out. As much as he's trying to stay awake sleep is calling him again, taking over.
“You aren't. Not completely.” Cryptic as those words are, and classically Lucifer - a part of his mind supplies, Adam finally gets it.
“I'm dreaming. All those times. Now.” He realises finally. “Am I dreaming?”
Lucifer nods finally turning his gaze onto Adam. Ancient, intense and beautifully blue. And lonely. “Yes. And I'm waiting for you to wake up.”
Those are the last words he hears before sleep takes over again, before Adam can even ask why.
Adam sleeps.
Adam dreams of oblivion pulling him in. And something anchoring him where he is.
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