[fic] LOST. Richard, Ben
A small drabble. I can only seem to write Lost at the moment :/
Title: Lullaby (I couldn't think of a title, ok)
Author: me
Rating: G
Fandom: LOST
Characters: Richard, young!Ben
Summary: Takes place after Ben was healed at the temple. 100 words.
Prompt: 'lullaby' at gen_drabble
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After the pain and blackness comes this: lamplight and Richard’s warm hands probing his side. Ben remembers the gun and the shot, after that it's just haze and whispers. No time to even wonder about it now, he’s so tired. Richard sees his drooping eyes and carries him to a cot, wraps him in blankets. The tent smells of canvas and camphor. Still he can’t sleep, and says so. Dark eyes regard him.
Ben listens as Richard begins singing quietly in a language he doesn’t understand. The words are soft, old, and dead, like withered petals. They bring him comfort.
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Title: Lullaby (I couldn't think of a title, ok)
Author: me
Rating: G
Fandom: LOST
Characters: Richard, young!Ben
Summary: Takes place after Ben was healed at the temple. 100 words.
Prompt: 'lullaby' at gen_drabble
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After the pain and blackness comes this: lamplight and Richard’s warm hands probing his side. Ben remembers the gun and the shot, after that it's just haze and whispers. No time to even wonder about it now, he’s so tired. Richard sees his drooping eyes and carries him to a cot, wraps him in blankets. The tent smells of canvas and camphor. Still he can’t sleep, and says so. Dark eyes regard him.
Ben listens as Richard begins singing quietly in a language he doesn’t understand. The words are soft, old, and dead, like withered petals. They bring him comfort.
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