Inception - Ariadne/Robert - To the Heart of the Matter
Title: To the Heart of the Matter
Fandom: Inception
Pairing(s): Ariadne/Robert Fischer
Rating: G
Warnings: Borderline AU, so no spoilers for the movie or anything. Un-beta'd, though.
Word Count: 350
Summary: Robert picks Ariadne up after her final exam; introspective fluff ensues.
Notes: Personally, I don't think this is my best work, but A/R just writes itself. I open Word and the next minute I realize I've got a page full of Robert and Ariadne being generally fluffy and beautiful. The prompt is from inthegiggleloop. Be nice to her, she's secretly one of the Elders of the Internet.
Ariadne could easily say she was having “one of those days.”
Her hair hadn’t done anything it was supposed to that morning, she’d been late for class (almost missing her final exam), and now, as she’s trudging through the halls of her university towards the freedom of the outdoors, she’s pretty positive that she’s all but ruined her chances at having a future.
When she sees Robert outside of the school waiting for her, leaning up against his car with his arms crossed over his chest, a smile spreads on her meek lips.
“Hi,” Ariadne speaks on approach, pretending to ignore the stupid grin on her face that betrays how awful she feels.
“So how do you think you did?” Robert asks and the interest sparks a light behind her eyes that he can’t get enough of, no matter how much he sees it.
Ariadne shrugs, her positivity too tangled up in her stressed nerves to offer anything else.
“I’m sure you did great,” he says assuredly - in such a way that it genuinely makes her believe it too, and Ariadne can’t help but tilt her head to the side as she looks at him intently.
Wondering how he wasn’t bitter after having a dad like his. Wondering what made him tick like that. It killed her not knowing.
Seeing a beautiful building wasn’t enough; not when she knew the architecture underneath was even more beautiful. Intricate support beams and drywall and plaster. Bricks and mortar and the foundation that held it all upright.
Ariadne wants - no, needs to take him apart; to see what’s under his beautiful face and the way he laughs when he’s nervous.
But there’s a time for thinking, and time for acting, she had learned, and now was certainly the time for the latter. Pushing herself up on her tippy-toes to wrap her arms around Robert’s neck, he pulls his arms around her waist into one of those cheesy, romance novel sort of hugs.
And both of them swear they could stay like this forever.
Fandom: Inception
Pairing(s): Ariadne/Robert Fischer
Rating: G
Warnings: Borderline AU, so no spoilers for the movie or anything. Un-beta'd, though.
Word Count: 350
Summary: Robert picks Ariadne up after her final exam; introspective fluff ensues.
Notes: Personally, I don't think this is my best work, but A/R just writes itself. I open Word and the next minute I realize I've got a page full of Robert and Ariadne being generally fluffy and beautiful. The prompt is from inthegiggleloop. Be nice to her, she's secretly one of the Elders of the Internet.
Ariadne could easily say she was having “one of those days.”
Her hair hadn’t done anything it was supposed to that morning, she’d been late for class (almost missing her final exam), and now, as she’s trudging through the halls of her university towards the freedom of the outdoors, she’s pretty positive that she’s all but ruined her chances at having a future.
When she sees Robert outside of the school waiting for her, leaning up against his car with his arms crossed over his chest, a smile spreads on her meek lips.
“Hi,” Ariadne speaks on approach, pretending to ignore the stupid grin on her face that betrays how awful she feels.
“So how do you think you did?” Robert asks and the interest sparks a light behind her eyes that he can’t get enough of, no matter how much he sees it.
Ariadne shrugs, her positivity too tangled up in her stressed nerves to offer anything else.
“I’m sure you did great,” he says assuredly - in such a way that it genuinely makes her believe it too, and Ariadne can’t help but tilt her head to the side as she looks at him intently.
Wondering how he wasn’t bitter after having a dad like his. Wondering what made him tick like that. It killed her not knowing.
Seeing a beautiful building wasn’t enough; not when she knew the architecture underneath was even more beautiful. Intricate support beams and drywall and plaster. Bricks and mortar and the foundation that held it all upright.
Ariadne wants - no, needs to take him apart; to see what’s under his beautiful face and the way he laughs when he’s nervous.
But there’s a time for thinking, and time for acting, she had learned, and now was certainly the time for the latter. Pushing herself up on her tippy-toes to wrap her arms around Robert’s neck, he pulls his arms around her waist into one of those cheesy, romance novel sort of hugs.
And both of them swear they could stay like this forever.