Title: Emptiness
Author:
shanaqui/
edenbound (ficjournal)
Theme: Depression
Rating: G
When he wakes, he already knows that Will has gone. He can feel it: the house is that bit emptier, colder, quieter. He woke for the past few days to the sound of Will's breathing and felt a profound, wrenching relief that it was still there. And now it's gone, and the wrenching is not relief, and leaves only emptiness. Bran rolls over onto his face and buries his face in the pillow, thumping it. "Bastard," he whispers, and it locks so tight around his chest that he can't breathe at all. "Fucking bastard."
There is, of course, no reply.