title: Yield
pair: Mac/Stella
rated: PG
herein: he follows her to the door
disclaim: me no own
notes: flashfic because I had a spare twenty minutes this morning; not a fic on demand because I didn’t have the prompt list with me, but
gin200168 I was thinking of you.
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take your time when you tell her / how she lives in your blood )
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Lovely, as always. Thanks for sharing. :)
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the little ache that seems to run underneath everything
At the same time I was wondering about that because I couldn't escape the feeling that there's a little melancholy in this moment. Maybe it comes back to all the things they don't say, even if they don't strictly speaking need to say them. (or maybe i'm just a sad bastard)
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