Drabble!
This coda to 210 Ki'ilua requires a working knowledge of Raiders of the Lost Ark. Yes, 115 minutes of background for 100 words does seem a bit extreme...
It's Not the Years, It's the Mileage
Danny sat back, staring down at the mottled purple/green/black pattern of bruises. Although he'd stroked the arnica cream on as gently as possible, Steve had stiffened. And not in a good way.
"Damnit, Steven, where doesn't it hurt?"
Steve grinned, carefully, and pointed just above his elbow. "Here."
Danny kissed the spot.
"Here."
And the next spot.
"Here."
"Liar." But Danny bent to kiss Steve's lips anyway; eyes closed so as not to see the cracked cheekbone, the evidence of how close he'd come to...
...to losing...
"Danny..."
"Shut-up."
Eyes closed to deny the proximity of the Angel of Death.
It's Not the Years, It's the Mileage
Danny sat back, staring down at the mottled purple/green/black pattern of bruises. Although he'd stroked the arnica cream on as gently as possible, Steve had stiffened. And not in a good way.
"Damnit, Steven, where doesn't it hurt?"
Steve grinned, carefully, and pointed just above his elbow. "Here."
Danny kissed the spot.
"Here."
And the next spot.
"Here."
"Liar." But Danny bent to kiss Steve's lips anyway; eyes closed so as not to see the cracked cheekbone, the evidence of how close he'd come to...
...to losing...
"Danny..."
"Shut-up."
Eyes closed to deny the proximity of the Angel of Death.