A little something

Mar 14, 2006 09:19

To long for a drabble, too short for anything else, something I've had kicking around in my head for a little while.
Jeeves/Wooster
PG if that.
I don't own then and get no pecuniary benefits from them.

Piano

He’s practicing a new piece at the piano. He knows it well enough to play, but not so well that he does not have to concentrate. His focus has refined his features, transmuting his usual relaxed amiability to pure will. As he reaches for the black notes the sleeve of his jacket is drawn back exposing the wrist- the light hairs, the delicate bones. I could encircle that wrist in my hand with ease. I steel myself and approach with his drink. I startle him for a second, so complete was his absorption, and he looks up quickly, eyes wide with surprise. They are so very blue… Then he relaxes, smiles a thanks, and returns to the music. I return to my duties.
I must not forget that this is a man by whom I am employed.
I must not forget that this is a man.
I must not.

genre: slash, pairing: bertie+jeeves, rating: pg, fic

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