Title: Voyeur
Author:
spicy_diamondRating: PG-13
Prompt:
VoyeurismChallenge:
promptbingoSummary: [pre-Heart, Peter / Alice] Despite what she might think, he wasn't a stalker.
Words: 114
It had to be love.
She visited him almost constantly. Her presence tinged with a bittersweet melancholy so poignant that he could almost taste it on his tongue - darkly sweet and salty with unshed tears. The same way he imagined her kisses must taste like. And, he watched, entranced, as she slowly shattered around him, her world crumbling into ruins. Still so close and so very far away.
It was the first time in his life that the White Rabbit had been completely overwhelmed by the urge to touch someone else.
The solution was plain. Both maddeningly and terrifyingly obvious in its simplicity.
He'd have to have a word with Nightmare at once.