I’ve been a fool (and I’ve been blind)
Title: I’ve been a fool (and I’ve been blind)
Rating: PG
Word count: 250 words
Characters/Pairings: Guy, Marian
Prompt: Any; the moment of truth
Summary: His jaw drops and his eyes widen. Surely... no, not- But he, but she... No!
Notes: Follow-up to Drunken Amusements, as suggested by trobairitz8 and ladykate63 =D Title (again) from Florence + the Machine's Shake It Out.
He can barely hear it at first. A whisper reaches him but it could be the wind whistling in the corridors, or the hushed voices of servants around the corner. As the noise gets louder, Guy heaves a sigh of agitation, throws down his quill, dons his customary leather over the loose shirt, and storms into the corridor. Relying on his astute hearing he heads to the courtyard and listens for the noise.
He doesn’t wait long. The unmistakeable cry of “Boobies!” follows seconds later, then another, slightly louder. He pivots on the spot as he tries to track down shouting. A flash of red on a turret catches his attention and he stops himself. Sure enough, there it is again, complete with added Marian as she sucks in a breath and belts it with all the volume she can muster.
“BOOBIES!”
His eyes are, naturally, drawn to her said appendages. He’s stared at them before, but never before have they been so accentuated by her attire. The dress clings to her body, her figure outlined against the bright sun behind her. It reminds him of a night he’d been chasing the Nightwatchman and seen him silhouetted on a rooftop against the full moon.
Curves and all.
His jaw drops and his eyes widen. Surely... no, not- But he, but she... No!
He’s ready to sprint up the tower and confront her when he opens his mouth to yell out her name, and finds himself shouting not “Marian!”, but “Boobies!”
Rating: PG
Word count: 250 words
Characters/Pairings: Guy, Marian
Prompt: Any; the moment of truth
Summary: His jaw drops and his eyes widen. Surely... no, not- But he, but she... No!
Notes: Follow-up to Drunken Amusements, as suggested by trobairitz8 and ladykate63 =D Title (again) from Florence + the Machine's Shake It Out.
He can barely hear it at first. A whisper reaches him but it could be the wind whistling in the corridors, or the hushed voices of servants around the corner. As the noise gets louder, Guy heaves a sigh of agitation, throws down his quill, dons his customary leather over the loose shirt, and storms into the corridor. Relying on his astute hearing he heads to the courtyard and listens for the noise.
He doesn’t wait long. The unmistakeable cry of “Boobies!” follows seconds later, then another, slightly louder. He pivots on the spot as he tries to track down shouting. A flash of red on a turret catches his attention and he stops himself. Sure enough, there it is again, complete with added Marian as she sucks in a breath and belts it with all the volume she can muster.
“BOOBIES!”
His eyes are, naturally, drawn to her said appendages. He’s stared at them before, but never before have they been so accentuated by her attire. The dress clings to her body, her figure outlined against the bright sun behind her. It reminds him of a night he’d been chasing the Nightwatchman and seen him silhouetted on a rooftop against the full moon.
Curves and all.
His jaw drops and his eyes widen. Surely... no, not- But he, but she... No!
He’s ready to sprint up the tower and confront her when he opens his mouth to yell out her name, and finds himself shouting not “Marian!”, but “Boobies!”