Actions Speak (Double Drabble #44)
Title: Actions Speak (Double Drabble #44)
Written for:
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Prompt: #6. Vow.
Prompt Table: Romance
Rating: PG
Word Count: 200
Spoilers/Timeline: Set during the end of The Boneless Bride in the River.
Disclaimer: Bones and its characters belong to FOX, not me. This story is purely meant to entertain. No copyright infringement is intended.
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Early morning sunlight glints on the water as Booth stands on the docks and watches Sully wave from aboard Temperance. Brennan waves back, a breeze ruffling the ends of her hair. The set of her shoulders tells Booth everything he needs to know regarding her feelings about watching yet another person walk--or in this case sail--away from her. At least she got to say goodbye this time. He hopes that helps somewhat.
When she turns, he makes sure he's wearing an irritating smirk. She isn't crying, thank God; it was bad enough watching her make out with Sully. He doesn't want to have to hold her as she cries for him, too.
"What are you doing here?" she asks, her expression pouty, reminding him of Parker when he doesn't get his way.
"Waving goodbye. See?" He lifts his hand in a little wave, letting his smirk widen.
"What do you want?"
Booth answers her, his mouth moving, but the exact words don't matter. One night she asked him if she should go. He told her to live wide. This morning his answer--the one that matters--is in the way his arm wraps 'round her shoulders and pulls her into his side.
A/N: Thank you to everyone who has commented on any of my stories. Forgive me if it takes me some time to respond to you personally. It is always nice to know people are reading this. Writing ficlets reminds me of all the little things in life that matter even though they're small. Thank you, as always, for your encouragement and your suggestions. Have a great wkend!
Written for:
drabble123
Prompt: #6. Vow.
Prompt Table: Romance
Rating: PG
Word Count: 200
Spoilers/Timeline: Set during the end of The Boneless Bride in the River.
Disclaimer: Bones and its characters belong to FOX, not me. This story is purely meant to entertain. No copyright infringement is intended.
Click here for fic index.
Click here to read the other drabbles in this series.
Early morning sunlight glints on the water as Booth stands on the docks and watches Sully wave from aboard Temperance. Brennan waves back, a breeze ruffling the ends of her hair. The set of her shoulders tells Booth everything he needs to know regarding her feelings about watching yet another person walk--or in this case sail--away from her. At least she got to say goodbye this time. He hopes that helps somewhat.
When she turns, he makes sure he's wearing an irritating smirk. She isn't crying, thank God; it was bad enough watching her make out with Sully. He doesn't want to have to hold her as she cries for him, too.
"What are you doing here?" she asks, her expression pouty, reminding him of Parker when he doesn't get his way.
"Waving goodbye. See?" He lifts his hand in a little wave, letting his smirk widen.
"What do you want?"
Booth answers her, his mouth moving, but the exact words don't matter. One night she asked him if she should go. He told her to live wide. This morning his answer--the one that matters--is in the way his arm wraps 'round her shoulders and pulls her into his side.
A/N: Thank you to everyone who has commented on any of my stories. Forgive me if it takes me some time to respond to you personally. It is always nice to know people are reading this. Writing ficlets reminds me of all the little things in life that matter even though they're small. Thank you, as always, for your encouragement and your suggestions. Have a great wkend!