The Brothers Grimm drabble. 100 words. I almost wanted to write fanfic. *shock*
Will wakes up and thinks he’s forgotten how to breathe, and in truth, he can’t breathe, but it isn’t because he’s forgotten how to. Will can’t breathe because Jake’s lips are pressed firmly against his own, quivering every now and then, warm, wet, deliberate. A touch of Jake’s fingers on Will’s cheek, and Will is suddenly sitting up, furious, and yelling, "I am not your goddamn fairy tale, Jacob! I am not your goddamn fairy princess!"
Jake mutters, "I know that," and buries himself in his book. A moment later he says, "I don’t want a princess anyway."
Will leaves.
You know, I almost can't believe I wrote that. Almost. AND I WAS ALWAYS WRITING "JACK" INSTEAD OF "JAKE", because my love for the name Jack is that strong. Uhm. I almost want to write fanfic based on this drabble so it won't sound choppy, but we all know I'd never finish it. Now excuse me while I return to drawing, since I am BETTER AT THAT AND *WIBBLES*. WHAT IS GOING ON WITH MY BRAIN?
Jake mutters, "I know that," and buries himself in his book. A moment later he says, "I don’t want a princess anyway."
Will leaves.
You know, I almost can't believe I wrote that. Almost. AND I WAS ALWAYS WRITING "JACK" INSTEAD OF "JAKE", because my love for the name Jack is that strong. Uhm. I almost want to write fanfic based on this drabble so it won't sound choppy, but we all know I'd never finish it. Now excuse me while I return to drawing, since I am BETTER AT THAT AND *WIBBLES*. WHAT IS GOING ON WITH MY BRAIN?