When Eyes Meet Eyes by Lara, Prompt 18
Title: When Eyes Meet Eyes
Author: Lara
Rating: PG
Characters/Pairings: Mary/John
Prompt: #18, Mary/John--eye contact
Spoilers: Pre-pre show
Word count: 385
Disclaimer: Not mine, I'm just playing with them.
Warnings: a kiss
Summary: John Winchester is not the type of boy Mary has ever liked...
It happened by accident.
All through high school Mary had avoided John Winchester. The boy was the stereotypical jock. Well-liked, handsome, talented with a football. He drove too fast, snuck booze with the other jocks after school, and dated cheerleaders.
Mary liked boys with brains in their heads, boys who didn't care that she was a little odd, who understood--or at least pretended to--when she didn't want to go to movies all the time or make out at the lake. Who didn't protest when most of her free time was taken up by her parents.
Mary's future was mapped out for her, and while it wasn't one she particularly wanted, she was well-trained and ready. Like her mother, she'd find a fellow hunter to marry and have a family of hunters with. The few boys she dated in school were just diversions, a way, if only for a few hours, to break out of the mold she'd been forced into at birth.
She couldn't see any of them digging up graves or shooting a werewolf, but then she didn't picture someone like John Winchester doing that either, because, while he was a dumb jock, he was just normal.
Hunters were killers and she couldn't see any of the guys she knew in high school ever killing.
So, resigned to finding a husband from outside the normal channels of school and work, Mary was stunned when she and John literally ran into each other at graduation. As his mortar board went flying and she fell on top of him, their eyes met.
Before either could babble apologies and scramble up, something welled up inside of Mary, an emotion she'd never felt before.
John's eyes softened to the color of melted chocolate, his hands went around her back, his mouth twisted into a smile.
"Hi."
Mary felt herself smiling back, unable to stop it, feeling so much, as if, for the first time, she knew true happiness. "Hi."
As fellow students made snarky comments and a few offered to help them up, Mary and John remained sprawled on the ground, and slowly, every so slowly their lips met, finally forcing them to break their gaze.
But, it was too late, because within them both a tiny mark flared to life, and sealed their fates.
End
Author: Lara
Rating: PG
Characters/Pairings: Mary/John
Prompt: #18, Mary/John--eye contact
Spoilers: Pre-pre show
Word count: 385
Disclaimer: Not mine, I'm just playing with them.
Warnings: a kiss
Summary: John Winchester is not the type of boy Mary has ever liked...
It happened by accident.
All through high school Mary had avoided John Winchester. The boy was the stereotypical jock. Well-liked, handsome, talented with a football. He drove too fast, snuck booze with the other jocks after school, and dated cheerleaders.
Mary liked boys with brains in their heads, boys who didn't care that she was a little odd, who understood--or at least pretended to--when she didn't want to go to movies all the time or make out at the lake. Who didn't protest when most of her free time was taken up by her parents.
Mary's future was mapped out for her, and while it wasn't one she particularly wanted, she was well-trained and ready. Like her mother, she'd find a fellow hunter to marry and have a family of hunters with. The few boys she dated in school were just diversions, a way, if only for a few hours, to break out of the mold she'd been forced into at birth.
She couldn't see any of them digging up graves or shooting a werewolf, but then she didn't picture someone like John Winchester doing that either, because, while he was a dumb jock, he was just normal.
Hunters were killers and she couldn't see any of the guys she knew in high school ever killing.
So, resigned to finding a husband from outside the normal channels of school and work, Mary was stunned when she and John literally ran into each other at graduation. As his mortar board went flying and she fell on top of him, their eyes met.
Before either could babble apologies and scramble up, something welled up inside of Mary, an emotion she'd never felt before.
John's eyes softened to the color of melted chocolate, his hands went around her back, his mouth twisted into a smile.
"Hi."
Mary felt herself smiling back, unable to stop it, feeling so much, as if, for the first time, she knew true happiness. "Hi."
As fellow students made snarky comments and a few offered to help them up, Mary and John remained sprawled on the ground, and slowly, every so slowly their lips met, finally forcing them to break their gaze.
But, it was too late, because within them both a tiny mark flared to life, and sealed their fates.
End