DRABBLE: blissfully precious ~ seamus/dean - 200 words
I forgot to post this here last week.
This little vignette is in the same verse as The Found Series ~ a little Seamus/Dean series I wrote a couple of years ago (starting with Raspberry) It's a look into their lives -- from Dean's PoV -- probably six months after the final installment in that series, Breathe.
~written for inspiredlife ♥
blissfully precious
seamus/dean, 200 words, rated pg13
The moments now are few, but blissfully precious in their magnitude.
He's settled easily into desperate snogs when Hope is in the other room... into sporadic, softly perfect morning sessions that send them to work with identical, self-satisfied grins... Now that they've found each other again (or whatever some amateur writer would posit), Dean is oddly happy with maintaining the status quo.
Neither is as fit as they were six years ago; Dean can barely pull his knees toward his chest, let alone perform the sexually athletic feats he'd been able to when they were young, adventurous, and just a little bit stupid.
In spite of this, he finds simple joy in the lust-filled looks Seamus sends him across the table while Hope regales them with tales of the boy she so obviously fancies. She spends the evening cataloguing his trouble-making ways and falls asleep with a thoughtful smile. Seamus whispers later (when they're tangled together, warm and sated) that he'd always liked Dean's small but weighty penchant for disobeying their professors.
For the first time in his life, Dean has figured out how to appreciate something while he has it, rather than in its absence.
That feels profoundly important.
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note: There is one more drabble written in this verse. You can find it here: always the quiet moments [200 words, rated pg13]
~thank you so much for reading! ♥
This little vignette is in the same verse as The Found Series ~ a little Seamus/Dean series I wrote a couple of years ago (starting with Raspberry) It's a look into their lives -- from Dean's PoV -- probably six months after the final installment in that series, Breathe.
~written for inspiredlife ♥
blissfully precious
seamus/dean, 200 words, rated pg13
The moments now are few, but blissfully precious in their magnitude.
He's settled easily into desperate snogs when Hope is in the other room... into sporadic, softly perfect morning sessions that send them to work with identical, self-satisfied grins... Now that they've found each other again (or whatever some amateur writer would posit), Dean is oddly happy with maintaining the status quo.
Neither is as fit as they were six years ago; Dean can barely pull his knees toward his chest, let alone perform the sexually athletic feats he'd been able to when they were young, adventurous, and just a little bit stupid.
In spite of this, he finds simple joy in the lust-filled looks Seamus sends him across the table while Hope regales them with tales of the boy she so obviously fancies. She spends the evening cataloguing his trouble-making ways and falls asleep with a thoughtful smile. Seamus whispers later (when they're tangled together, warm and sated) that he'd always liked Dean's small but weighty penchant for disobeying their professors.
For the first time in his life, Dean has figured out how to appreciate something while he has it, rather than in its absence.
That feels profoundly important.
::
note: There is one more drabble written in this verse. You can find it here: always the quiet moments [200 words, rated pg13]
~thank you so much for reading! ♥