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rainbowfic2013-06-16 09:59 pm
dark_kana) wrote in rainbowfic2013-06-16 09:59 pm
Fuzzy Wuzzy 9 - Sculpture - Reimaging - Retouch
Name: Kana
Title: Holding hands
Story: Circle never ends
Characters: Freya, Nick
Colors: Fuzzy Wuzzy 9 Holding hands
Styles: Sculpture - Reimaging - Retouch
Word count: 523
Rating: PG
Notes: Constructive criticism is, as always, welcome
"I want to go out..."
Her voice is soft, fragile even, but rather determined.
"Then we go out. Where do you want to go?"
She pulls up her shoulders. "I don't know. Don't really care either. I just want to go out. Don't want to stay inside the house today... The weather is way too gorgeous, for the first time in weeks."
Nick smiles while he takes her sweater, helping her putting it on. It makes her giggle and her tone is just a little bit reprimanding. "I can still do that myself, you know..."
He just smiles and carefully wraps a scarf around her neck. Yes, the weather is lovely, for the first time in weeks. The sun is shining and there is nearly no wind and it's even warm outside. They both know though that she easily catches a cold, definitely with this changeable weather, and that is something she really can do without for the moment.
For a second she shivers when she feels Nick's fingers on her head, running over the bandana she wears to cover the fact she lost all her hair. Well, lost... It was her own decision to cut it all off. She was glad Nick turned up to help her, her hands were shivering too hard.
"Are you alright?"
She looks up and smiles reassuringly when they cross the street. She'll never admit that sometimes she feels uncomfortable and embarrassed. But Nick knows. Of course he knows. There is little she can hide from him. There is nothing she really wants to hide from him.
She misses the look on her boyfriend's face. He knows how she is feeling. If only for the simple reason she doesn't take his hand in hers when they are walking together.
Carefully he lets his fingers brush against her. Smiles when she flinches and pulls her hand back.
He wraps his arm around her shoulder and pulls her close, letting their hips touch.
"I love you girl."
Hesitantly she lets her own arm circle around his waist. Smiles when he stops and hugs her in the middle of the street. Gaining a little more confidence.
She hasn't told him yet, but he is the reason she holds on, the reason she doesn't crash, the reason she has some faith...
"Don't leave me...?"
It's a soft whisper. Not sure if she wants him to hear it or not. There is always still the doubt. Sometimes she still doubts. This. Everything. Not used to having a dream come true. Not used to having someone who loves her.
"You know I won't."
Smiling Freya nods against his chest. "I know..."
Carefully Nick places his fingers under her chin, lifting her head so their eyes meet.
"Don't doubt me Freya. Please. Don't doubt us."
He can see the clouds in her eyes. Slowly he leans forward, giving her time to back away, knowing she won't.
The kiss is slow and filled with longing.
"Let's go home."
He chuckles against her lips. "You sure?"
Smiling she turns around and takes Nick's hand in hers. The clouds having disappeared from her eyes. “Let’s go home.”
Title: Holding hands
Story: Circle never ends
Characters: Freya, Nick
Colors: Fuzzy Wuzzy 9 Holding hands
Styles: Sculpture - Reimaging - Retouch
Word count: 523
Rating: PG
Notes: Constructive criticism is, as always, welcome
"I want to go out..."
Her voice is soft, fragile even, but rather determined.
"Then we go out. Where do you want to go?"
She pulls up her shoulders. "I don't know. Don't really care either. I just want to go out. Don't want to stay inside the house today... The weather is way too gorgeous, for the first time in weeks."
Nick smiles while he takes her sweater, helping her putting it on. It makes her giggle and her tone is just a little bit reprimanding. "I can still do that myself, you know..."
He just smiles and carefully wraps a scarf around her neck. Yes, the weather is lovely, for the first time in weeks. The sun is shining and there is nearly no wind and it's even warm outside. They both know though that she easily catches a cold, definitely with this changeable weather, and that is something she really can do without for the moment.
For a second she shivers when she feels Nick's fingers on her head, running over the bandana she wears to cover the fact she lost all her hair. Well, lost... It was her own decision to cut it all off. She was glad Nick turned up to help her, her hands were shivering too hard.
"Are you alright?"
She looks up and smiles reassuringly when they cross the street. She'll never admit that sometimes she feels uncomfortable and embarrassed. But Nick knows. Of course he knows. There is little she can hide from him. There is nothing she really wants to hide from him.
She misses the look on her boyfriend's face. He knows how she is feeling. If only for the simple reason she doesn't take his hand in hers when they are walking together.
Carefully he lets his fingers brush against her. Smiles when she flinches and pulls her hand back.
He wraps his arm around her shoulder and pulls her close, letting their hips touch.
"I love you girl."
Hesitantly she lets her own arm circle around his waist. Smiles when he stops and hugs her in the middle of the street. Gaining a little more confidence.
She hasn't told him yet, but he is the reason she holds on, the reason she doesn't crash, the reason she has some faith...
"Don't leave me...?"
It's a soft whisper. Not sure if she wants him to hear it or not. There is always still the doubt. Sometimes she still doubts. This. Everything. Not used to having a dream come true. Not used to having someone who loves her.
"You know I won't."
Smiling Freya nods against his chest. "I know..."
Carefully Nick places his fingers under her chin, lifting her head so their eyes meet.
"Don't doubt me Freya. Please. Don't doubt us."
He can see the clouds in her eyes. Slowly he leans forward, giving her time to back away, knowing she won't.
The kiss is slow and filled with longing.
"Let's go home."
He chuckles against her lips. "You sure?"
Smiling she turns around and takes Nick's hand in hers. The clouds having disappeared from her eyes. “Let’s go home.”
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