Haiku Fics: Two AM; Drink You In; Balance; Our Truth (Heroes - Matt/Mohinder)
Titles: Two AM; Drink You In; Balance; Our Truth
Fandom: Heroes
Characters/Pairing: Molly Walker, Matt Parkman/Mohinder Suresh
Ratings: PG, PG, PG, PG-13
Haiku Count: 6; 2; 3; 3
Prompts: for better or worse, hot Chai tea, coffee and tea, family
Summaries: Matt and Mohinder take care of a sick Molly; Matt contemplates Mohinder's voice; There's a morning ritual in the Parkman/Suresh household; Matt contemplates his family.
Disclaimer: Tim Kring owns it all. I own nothing. Darnit.
Two AM
two AM, again
Molly's sick, fever, nightmares
Matt's at his wits end
Mohinder's humming,
rocking Molly in his arms
she cries with her pain
then she's vomiting
ruins Mohinder's shirt and
her pj's and sheets
clean-up is swift work
fathers soothing their daughter
finally, she sleeps
they shuffle to bed
exhausted, completely worn
another night spent
a light kiss exchanged
then sleep; no one ever said
this would be easy
Drink You In
your voice in my head
swirling, a soothing liquid
spiced, sweet, and steaming
I could listen to
every hot-blooded word
and drink it all in
Balance
simple ritual
each morning at the table
with their quick breakfast
coffee and hot tea
two steaming cups touched to lips
black brew, sweet nectar
the perfect balance
mirrors soft strength and bright light
yin and yang, circling
Our Truth
they have no damned right
their smug faces hide their truths
how could they know us?
hypocritical
heartless bastards; like their lives
are any better
they don't have a clue
how much we love each other
we're a family
Fandom: Heroes
Characters/Pairing: Molly Walker, Matt Parkman/Mohinder Suresh
Ratings: PG, PG, PG, PG-13
Haiku Count: 6; 2; 3; 3
Prompts: for better or worse, hot Chai tea, coffee and tea, family
Summaries: Matt and Mohinder take care of a sick Molly; Matt contemplates Mohinder's voice; There's a morning ritual in the Parkman/Suresh household; Matt contemplates his family.
Disclaimer: Tim Kring owns it all. I own nothing. Darnit.
Two AM
two AM, again
Molly's sick, fever, nightmares
Matt's at his wits end
Mohinder's humming,
rocking Molly in his arms
she cries with her pain
then she's vomiting
ruins Mohinder's shirt and
her pj's and sheets
clean-up is swift work
fathers soothing their daughter
finally, she sleeps
they shuffle to bed
exhausted, completely worn
another night spent
a light kiss exchanged
then sleep; no one ever said
this would be easy
Drink You In
your voice in my head
swirling, a soothing liquid
spiced, sweet, and steaming
I could listen to
every hot-blooded word
and drink it all in
Balance
simple ritual
each morning at the table
with their quick breakfast
coffee and hot tea
two steaming cups touched to lips
black brew, sweet nectar
the perfect balance
mirrors soft strength and bright light
yin and yang, circling
Our Truth
they have no damned right
their smug faces hide their truths
how could they know us?
hypocritical
heartless bastards; like their lives
are any better
they don't have a clue
how much we love each other
we're a family