fic: Away
Day 23 of Advent Drabbles!
Title: Away
Rating: R
Word Count: 500
Pairing(s)/Characters: Fred/George and George/Ginny
Warnings: incest, sadness, darkfic
Summary: It comes with a price, having a twin. When one is cut away without warning, there is nothing, the gaping hole, the depressed cavity-all emptiness inside and void and dull and cold.
Notes: For l3petitemort, who requested "Fred/George with Luna or Ginny" and "It comes with a price". You and your Weasleycest. <3 Happy holidays, darling!
Away
It comes with a price, having a twin. They are soul mates but that doesn't make things easy. In fact, having a twin makes everything difficult when one is cut away without warning. The gaping hole, the depressed cavity-all emptiness inside and void and dull and cold.
George knows what it is to be two, but being one is so hard. He wonders how people like Harry do it, growing up without anybody, wonders how everyone else can move on and slop their Christmas stew, forgetting that a place isn't set for Fred, who won't be joining them but that isn't the point. The point is, he is forgotten except for the little places inside George that will never scab or heal-they remain, itching, just under the surface like poison infecting perfect things.
Sometimes, George wishes Fred would go away for good. Then, he looks in the mirror and touches his empty fingers to the pale, cold glass and thinks Fred will never go away, because George sees him every morning when he gets up and touches him every night when he showers and sleeps in him when he huddles under the blankets to keep out the chill.
The impressions of Fred in George's bed remain long after Fred is put into the ground and taken from him. Some nights, it's cold there too, in the little indents where Fred's body spooned his from behind, and some nights, it's warm, because another body-an imposter-fills it.
George can pretend for a while. He can pretend that Ginny is Fred, not because they are anything alike physically, but because having someone, anyone behind him while he sleeps is close enough to take away the nightmares for a time, to stave off the broken feeling that clutters up his chest, and because Ginny means well, and George appreciates that she has not forgotten either.
It is a night like this that George pays the price for having a twin. Unable to stand having Ginny sobbing against his back, George turns, pins her beneath his body and whispers nasty things to her, makes her sob worse and worse and worse until she can't even sob anymore. That's when she reaches for his dick, mouths at his mouth, and that's when George gives in and thrusts into her, putting all of his desire and love and madness and grief for Fred into the fuck.
It's over before it really begins. George's orgasm rips Fred from his heart and away and away and away.
Title: Away
Rating: R
Word Count: 500
Pairing(s)/Characters: Fred/George and George/Ginny
Warnings: incest, sadness, darkfic
Summary: It comes with a price, having a twin. When one is cut away without warning, there is nothing, the gaping hole, the depressed cavity-all emptiness inside and void and dull and cold.
Notes: For l3petitemort, who requested "Fred/George with Luna or Ginny" and "It comes with a price". You and your Weasleycest. <3 Happy holidays, darling!
Away
It comes with a price, having a twin. They are soul mates but that doesn't make things easy. In fact, having a twin makes everything difficult when one is cut away without warning. The gaping hole, the depressed cavity-all emptiness inside and void and dull and cold.
George knows what it is to be two, but being one is so hard. He wonders how people like Harry do it, growing up without anybody, wonders how everyone else can move on and slop their Christmas stew, forgetting that a place isn't set for Fred, who won't be joining them but that isn't the point. The point is, he is forgotten except for the little places inside George that will never scab or heal-they remain, itching, just under the surface like poison infecting perfect things.
Sometimes, George wishes Fred would go away for good. Then, he looks in the mirror and touches his empty fingers to the pale, cold glass and thinks Fred will never go away, because George sees him every morning when he gets up and touches him every night when he showers and sleeps in him when he huddles under the blankets to keep out the chill.
The impressions of Fred in George's bed remain long after Fred is put into the ground and taken from him. Some nights, it's cold there too, in the little indents where Fred's body spooned his from behind, and some nights, it's warm, because another body-an imposter-fills it.
George can pretend for a while. He can pretend that Ginny is Fred, not because they are anything alike physically, but because having someone, anyone behind him while he sleeps is close enough to take away the nightmares for a time, to stave off the broken feeling that clutters up his chest, and because Ginny means well, and George appreciates that she has not forgotten either.
It is a night like this that George pays the price for having a twin. Unable to stand having Ginny sobbing against his back, George turns, pins her beneath his body and whispers nasty things to her, makes her sob worse and worse and worse until she can't even sob anymore. That's when she reaches for his dick, mouths at his mouth, and that's when George gives in and thrusts into her, putting all of his desire and love and madness and grief for Fred into the fuck.
It's over before it really begins. George's orgasm rips Fred from his heart and away and away and away.