Sep 26, 2011 20:20
I have 21 songs on my play list and on shuffle.
Pick a number and I will write something with whatever characters you want involved in something that fits the mood of the song.
You won't know what it is until I tag it back here.
Mean? Perhaps. XD
[ooc: meme]
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While his stomach growled and complained his mind was racing. Were they finally safe? There hadn't been a hair or sign of anything following them the past few weeks. It was scary, in a way, the calm before the storm. Moving over to the sink he turned on the tap using his hands to scrub away the dirt that had built up from working. Construction was a hard job, but it paid the bills.
A yawn from the doorway caused him to turn his head, catching sight of the t-shirt wearing blond rubbing sleep from her eyes. His t-shirt, old and worn out, that she had taken over. Aryn didn't say a word as she came over and wrapped her arms around him from behind, resting her cheek against his back. Without even drying his hands Hannibal turned in her arms, smoothing back stray locks of hair from her face before he started to sway.
Before they knew it the two were quietly dancing close in the middle of the kitchen. They didn't need music- they made their own in more ways than one. Her head rested against his chest as he held her close, kissing the the side of her head he could reach unaffected by the hour. Perhaps they'd creep up to bed, perhaps they'd fall asleep on the couch. That was the beauty of being in love- it didn't matter what they did as long as they did it together. It had taken then both a while to realize that and that giving up their hearts wasn't as scary as they had thought it would be.
With a tired smile he hugged her close as they continued with the dance listening only to the beating of each others hearts and the gentle shuffling of their bare feet on the tile floor. Even if things got hairy later on, this was the perfect moment to live in.
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And you said pick another one, so... um... 19. :D
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Aryn was snuggled up close to him, nestled between his arm and side with her arm raised pointing out constellations murmuring softly in to his ear what the different ones were. About the fifth one he raised his opposite hand to lace his fingers with hers. Gently he pulled her and down feeling the lazy grin across her face without having to look for it. There was something about what was up there that perked his curiosity more than a lot of things. Mostly how it seemed so peaceful up there, what, if things were watching them on Earth, they thought of the craziness that they created on a daily basis. How many other lovers were doing the exact thing they were doing?
Gently her fingers caressed the side of his cheek having caught that distant look in his eyes. When had she shifted just to watch him? Hannibal didn't know, but it brought him out of the daze of thoughts he had found himself in. A wry yet tired smile crossed his face as Aryn leaned in to kiss him softly on the lips. One day she'd understand that if someone happened he'd always be there for her. Just like one day he would understand exactly how much of an anchor she was becoming for him. But for now they had the whole entire blanket of stars to watch over them and the hopes of remaining quiet enough not to disturb the little girl sleeping in the cab of the truck.
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Have a matching cuddle icon.
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