Rules of the meme:
1. Anonymously(or not, because we seem to have stopped following this rule) 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 just as well.
2. Anonymous will respond to your post and write it for you! Art and such
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He could feel his heart beating in his ears and knew the noise was a reflection of the warmth no doubt gathering in his face. Daniel's arm was still heavy and warm around his smaller shoulders. It was no less real now than it had been the moment it touched him but against everything Rorschach believed this to be some sort of dream (or at best a delusion).
It couldn't really be Daniel's face he saw - flushed and smiling - through cloudy swirls of black and white masses. He couldn't really be /hugging/ him could he? But the stupid grin on Nite Owl's face, accompanied with that full face flush and the stench of what he thought was preconsumed copious ammounts of alchohol told him otherwise. He knew nothing good would have come of this rediculous Crimebusters Christmas Party and judging by the current sittuation, he was right.
"Nite Owl," The lithe vigilante growled out. From his once solitary corner of the room Rorschach looked at the other Crime Fighters and noticed them too busy to pay them anymind or try to overhear him. "What are you-"
But before he could ask, Nite Owl cut him off with an announcement Rorschach was not prepaired for.
"I love you, buddy." Daniel's grin grew widder as Rorschach recoiled from the volume in his voice. He looked around but absolutely no one had turned their head towards them. "I really do." He continued. "You're my best friend." And then to Rorschach's horror he said it again. "I love you, man."
Leather creeked as Rorschach ran his gloved hand over his face. "Nite Owl, you're drunk."
"No, just a little tipsy." The hand on Rorschach's shoulder tightened to squeeze reassuringly. "I mean it. You're brilliant, creative, maybe a little extream, enthusiastic - "
"Didn't ask for a list of attributes." Rorschach sighed long and exaughstedly. "What are you getting at, anyway?"
Dan huffed and looked offended but didn't remove himself from his buddy's personal space. "It's Christmas. I just thought I'd share what I was feeling. But I forgot you don't /like/ feeling /anything/ so forget it."
Rorschach's shoulders hunched and shuddered, a fruitless attempt to throw Daniel's touch away. "Not the time or place, Nite Owl."
Sighing, Dan finally removed his arm. "No. No, it isn't. It never is."
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ASDLKJFSLKDJF
SKDJFSLKFJSDFSKDJF!!!!!!
*helpless flailing*
THIS IS AMAZING AND YOU ARE AMAZING AND YOU SHOULD FEEL AMAZING.
Drunk Daniel! I didn't even know I liked that but now I think it is my favorite thing ever!
I love you, man.
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