six degrees of separation ; r ; 2,475 words ;
what's gonna kill you is the second part
they aren't okay but they'll both pretend anyway
a/n: this is for
abvj who donated to
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He figures if their gazes lock long enough that someone will notice; he sees Donna tongue press against her cheek and he narrows his gaze in preparation. )
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"Donna," he mutters huskily.
She lightly shakes her head, her fingers sliding down the length of his barely clinging to the tips; "you have to stop looking at me like that."
"I know," he agrees, "I don't mean to."
"Then you should look away," she tells him.
He purses his lips together, tongue absently sliding from one corner to the next, "Monday morning, expect a different man."
"I expect the same man," she advises, "just one who is less obvious."
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You bitch, he thinks
There are so many things I love about this story, but this was simply so incredibly poignant.
ALL THE AWARDS for this perfect characterization.
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