Watchmen Kink Meme 2: Electric Boogaloo. Or not.
Alright, alright, I'm back now. Here ya go kids. (You're just lucky the other one didn't run out in the middle of my vacation grumble grumble)
Rules of the meme:
1. Anonymously post a pairing and prompt you would like to see written. Since this is a kink meme, there is supposted to be a kink involved, but normal well-written prompts should work ( Read more... )
By the beginning of December, the floorboards stung his bare feet in the mornings with cold. Walter seemed somehow used to it, not even wincing or pulling back with a shiver. On working days, they both got dressed and ready for work with a certain efficiency born from wanting to get moving and warm as soon as possible.
Saturdays were better, because on Saturdays they could stay as long as they wanted within the warm, close press of their bed, playing a silent game of who could convincingly feign sleep the longest. They were both bad at it. Walter got a particularly twitchy look on his face which meant he was shoving down a smile, and Dan kept shifting his feet under the blankets.
Dan hoped it would never be spring again.
The air was harsh in their throats during patrols, but it felt like being scrubbed raw, a cleansing.
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They were being drawn by connection into Laurie's loose and informal family, so it was no surprise when she invited them along for their Christmas trip back east; the only surprise was when Dan accepted on Walter's behalf without thinking.
To his relief, Walter only reacted to the news with a passive nod.
The morning they left was fragile by its temperature and by the thin light of a newly-risen sun. Their passenger train was larger and sleeker than the freight automotive which had long become familiar. It wasn't the most luxurious Dan had ever seen, but it was certainly good enough for purposes of transportation and more than enough to sustain his curiosity as he took note of the construction, bolts and steel.
The landscape passed away on both sides of them once the train was moving, flat prairie and frost -bearded grass giving way to gently rolling hills, then low brush and pine by the second day, then lofty, bare-branched trees by the third.
Laurie's and Sally's matching, raucous laughter filled the compartment at some ribald joke or another from Mr. Blake; Jon perused an impossibly thick medical text while Hollis dozed comfortably; Walter remained by the window to see the scenery, his eyes wide and watchful in the glass reflection.
Dan marveled at how good it felt to sit close beside him in this public way, and wondered exactly how much their traveling companions had figured out about them.
A frozen world went by.
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