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rainbowfic2017-01-11 10:11 am
rootsofthestories) wrote in rainbowfic2017-01-11 10:11 am
Entry tags:
Flint, Fog grey
Name: Sebastian
Story: The unnamed modern Hades/Persephone verse.
Colors: Fog Grey: 10. winter chill
Flint: 8. And if you're breathing in the morning, make your bed again
Supplies and Styles: N/A
Word Count: 413
Warnings: Happy things, just happy, happy things.
Summary: It's a lazy day, a lazy, happy day.
Notes Two things! GO me! :D I am pleased as hell by making all the words today, I really am.
It’s cold and he’s lazy and yes, he could get up, he could get in th shower, get dressed, eat something and be off to lass. He could also lay here, curled up with Essa and not bother to give a fuck about anything else.
With the way they kiss his shoulder, pulling him up against them, he’s pretty sure they feel about the same on the matter.
There’s stuff to be done, Essa has work that night and he should probably be trying to pick up another job. The air is out again and the bathroom door doesn’t close. They live in a shithole that’s always looking to have something fixed. It can all wait another day though, just one more.
Essa is toying with his hair, lulling him back to a state of half-sleep and he’s tempted to fight it for all of two seconds before he pokes his foot out of the blanket, shakes his head and curls back up beneath the blankets. NO way in hell he’s coming but right now, it is too cold and he is too comfy to bother.
The world will encroach on them soon enough. Nothing stays this peaceful, this simple, for long. It’s not the way of things and definitely not the way it goes with them. It’s still nice to take a moment though, to wrap up in each other and the blankets , to have this slice of peace to hold onto for a little while.
Barret yawns, stretching out before flopping back onto the pillow.
“We should have chocolate,” he states, looking at Essa and grinning. “Hot chocolate with real chocolate in.”
“Mmmm, I think we an do that.” Essa moves, pressing a kiss to his temple. “Though I’m not getting out of bed yet.”
He shakes his head. “Me either. Later. We get it later.”
They nod, snuggling around him and pulling him in so they can kiss the back of his neck and send a little shiver down his spine.
This is good, he thinks to himself. This could be utterly fucked but it’s good and he’s happy and he thinks Essa is too. He thinks this is the kind of life he wanted, not perfect but happy and he could live like this. Maybe in a better place, maybe with a little more money but even if not, he can be okay like this, curled up with them in the cold winter morning, keeping each other warm.
Story: The unnamed modern Hades/Persephone verse.
Colors: Fog Grey: 10. winter chill
Flint: 8. And if you're breathing in the morning, make your bed again
Supplies and Styles: N/A
Word Count: 413
Warnings: Happy things, just happy, happy things.
Summary: It's a lazy day, a lazy, happy day.
Notes Two things! GO me! :D I am pleased as hell by making all the words today, I really am.
It’s cold and he’s lazy and yes, he could get up, he could get in th shower, get dressed, eat something and be off to lass. He could also lay here, curled up with Essa and not bother to give a fuck about anything else.
With the way they kiss his shoulder, pulling him up against them, he’s pretty sure they feel about the same on the matter.
There’s stuff to be done, Essa has work that night and he should probably be trying to pick up another job. The air is out again and the bathroom door doesn’t close. They live in a shithole that’s always looking to have something fixed. It can all wait another day though, just one more.
Essa is toying with his hair, lulling him back to a state of half-sleep and he’s tempted to fight it for all of two seconds before he pokes his foot out of the blanket, shakes his head and curls back up beneath the blankets. NO way in hell he’s coming but right now, it is too cold and he is too comfy to bother.
The world will encroach on them soon enough. Nothing stays this peaceful, this simple, for long. It’s not the way of things and definitely not the way it goes with them. It’s still nice to take a moment though, to wrap up in each other and the blankets , to have this slice of peace to hold onto for a little while.
Barret yawns, stretching out before flopping back onto the pillow.
“We should have chocolate,” he states, looking at Essa and grinning. “Hot chocolate with real chocolate in.”
“Mmmm, I think we an do that.” Essa moves, pressing a kiss to his temple. “Though I’m not getting out of bed yet.”
He shakes his head. “Me either. Later. We get it later.”
They nod, snuggling around him and pulling him in so they can kiss the back of his neck and send a little shiver down his spine.
This is good, he thinks to himself. This could be utterly fucked but it’s good and he’s happy and he thinks Essa is too. He thinks this is the kind of life he wanted, not perfect but happy and he could live like this. Maybe in a better place, maybe with a little more money but even if not, he can be okay like this, curled up with them in the cold winter morning, keeping each other warm.
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Yes, this. Entirely this.
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<33333 Thank you. I love them too. They are very sweet and determined to make a go of things and create their own lives.
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Awesome sleepy winter morning here. I have such feels for everyone... and their cold feet!
Thank you for posting!
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Thank you! <33333
I love Barret and Essa, they are super sweet and determined to be themselves and it is all around happymaking.