Fic: Dancing On Wire (CSI:NY, undisclosed pairing; T)
Title: Dancing On Wire
Author: Trialia
Fandom: CSI: New York
Rating: T
Word Count: 150
Character(s)/Pairing(s): ?
Beta: okelay & walliams
Spoilers: None.
Summary: "Hold on to me."
Notes: If you can tell the pairing without looking at the info/tags, please let me know! It's a little of an experiment to see if I can write them well enough.
Hands, arms clinging together, inseparably tight. They need to be.
"I love you."
"Do you mean...?"
"I don't say things I don't mean. You know that."
"Hold on to me. I won't let you fall."
"I fell a long time ago, you know."
A pause. A shoulder straining under the weight of another body. A breathless response.
"How long?"
"Long enough."
A shudder. A small sound that could be a whimper. Slipping fingers.
"Oh, God, don't let go!"
A swallowed gasp.
"Never."
Running footsteps nearby. All the breath that's left goes into one last yell.
"Over here!"
Help, at last. Pulling, heaving, a weight, almost nothing, still far too heavy for anyone to hold by one hand for too long. Up over the edge.
Safety.
Gulping breaths. A cradling hug while they wait for the paramedics to arrive.
"I love you too."
A shaky laugh. A brief kiss.
"I know."
-fin
Author: Trialia
Fandom: CSI: New York
Rating: T
Word Count: 150
Character(s)/Pairing(s): ?
Beta: okelay & walliams
Spoilers: None.
Summary: "Hold on to me."
Notes: If you can tell the pairing without looking at the info/tags, please let me know! It's a little of an experiment to see if I can write them well enough.
Hands, arms clinging together, inseparably tight. They need to be.
"I love you."
"Do you mean...?"
"I don't say things I don't mean. You know that."
"Hold on to me. I won't let you fall."
"I fell a long time ago, you know."
A pause. A shoulder straining under the weight of another body. A breathless response.
"How long?"
"Long enough."
A shudder. A small sound that could be a whimper. Slipping fingers.
"Oh, God, don't let go!"
A swallowed gasp.
"Never."
Running footsteps nearby. All the breath that's left goes into one last yell.
"Over here!"
Help, at last. Pulling, heaving, a weight, almost nothing, still far too heavy for anyone to hold by one hand for too long. Up over the edge.
Safety.
Gulping breaths. A cradling hug while they wait for the paramedics to arrive.
"I love you too."
A shaky laugh. A brief kiss.
"I know."
-fin