Skin Hunger ficlet
A very short ficlet written for sheafrotherdon's Skin Hunger challenge... It's SGA and implies Sheppard/McKay with a warning for character death.
Touching him
It's been months now. Too many. He refuses to count them.
Life goes on, he supposes. People come, people go, and Pegasus kills.
The platitudes don't help, they never have. He ignores them, as he does the kind looks and soft words from people who would have never even spoken to him before.
He turns instead to his first love. The gentle hum that has always called to him, even before he had the genes to hear or the knowledge to fully understand. He finds comfort in the complexity of the crystals and circuits.
Because when he's touching her, he's touching him again.
~fin~
Touching him
It's been months now. Too many. He refuses to count them.
Life goes on, he supposes. People come, people go, and Pegasus kills.
The platitudes don't help, they never have. He ignores them, as he does the kind looks and soft words from people who would have never even spoken to him before.
He turns instead to his first love. The gentle hum that has always called to him, even before he had the genes to hear or the knowledge to fully understand. He finds comfort in the complexity of the crystals and circuits.
Because when he's touching her, he's touching him again.
~fin~