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rainbowfic2013-11-15 11:15 am
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Amaranth 6 and Chocolate Brown 14
Name: Nikki
Story: Second Genesis and In the Heart
Title: That’s My Kind of Night
Summary: Noah takes Joy to his house.
Colors: Amaranth 6. True love, Chocolate Brown 14. Milk chocolate
Supplies and Styles: Eraser, Mosaic, Collage
Word Count: 954
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: The fluffiness might hurt. That just means it’s working.
Notes: Mods, could I get an Amaranth tag?
Before Noah met Joy, he would have never considered leaving the town he had come to know, so much like the one he grew up in. But then he saw her, and his soul went “There you are,” and he couldn’t lose her again. He didn’t know how he had lost her before. But somehow Isaac and June understood, because apparently he had been acting like quite a fool because of this Love thing, but they understood that too. This left Noah and Joy able to spend their last days in Georgia together, and he already had a plan how, amazingly glad to have the family he did.
Just because he had been living where he worked didn’t mean he didn’t have a house of his own. It was a small one, floating on the river, with just a few rooms, but it would be them and them alone except for God and nature. They could have driven, but Noah decided to take Joy by boat, something that delighted her to no end. He fished to catch their dinner while they drifted with the current as evening fell in silence, as some impossibly strong and impossible to describe feeling stretched between them. The rest of the world had plans for making noise, however, and Noah couldn’t at all be surprised when they came around a river bend and floated right into a party.
He dropped his fishing pole into the boat before he could snag anything unwary, annoyed at having to remember other people. “Evenin’,” he drawled from politeness, a hint of his emotions entering his tone. Behind him, Joy giggled. She read him too well. Suddenly, he remembered exactly how many people he had went to school with were at these parties: all of them. He turned into a true male before he could stop himself, and he reached down to grab a spotlight from between his feet.
He shined it onto the nearest couple he could, delighted to recognize them. “Geez, guys, even I got an actual room.”
The night filled with congratulatory whoops, but his face burned and he whipped around to apologize to Joy, hoping he didn’t just ruin everything. He nearly fell out of the boat when he found her laughing.
God, he loved her. Noah had thought about sticking around for the party, but now. He dropped the spotlight and grabbed some oars. He had caught enough catfish, and he had a threshold he wanted to carry her over. The fish were still alive, on a line in the river, and he could certainly catch more if anything ate them. “Bye, y’all.”
Let them wonder who she was. There wasn’t a woman like her in the entire state of Georgia. Mine, he thought, as something inside him welled up, so much and intense that he thought he might shatter.
Joy smiled at him, wide and happy and making his heart skip as he rowed them out of earshot. “I like when you look at me that way,” she said, one of the first things she had to say the entire time they had been on the river.
“You’ve made me the greatest man in all of Georgia,” he answered, knowing the crowd back there would never forget the scene he had just caused.
Her laughter made him feel like he could do anything. “You didn’t even realize that every girl’s face was heartbroken.” Noah thought he should have felt ashamed, but there was as much pride in Joy’s voice as there had been in his.
Hopefully God wouldn’t take a joke and have pride go before a fall out of a boat for either of them. It was only a few minutes later that he guided the rowboat off to a little side river that was hidden by willow trees. His house was in view, one story and surrounded by a wrap-around porch and willow trees, and the look of… joy on Joy’s face made his earlier words a lie.
“Forget what I said,” he sighed. “Now I’m the greatest man in Georgia.” He only hoped she liked the inside as much, and he thanked God he had the foresight to come by a few days earlier and air the place out.
She kissed him hard when they were standing on porch, something that gave him the opportunity to pick her up in his arms. She fit there, perfectly, somehow unsurprisingly.
“I love you,” she said, before he could.
He carried her through the doorway. “Do you?” Noah prayed she wouldn’t think he was moving too fast or being creepy. Even he knew how soon everything was, he just… He knew that he couldn’t be without her, in whatever way she would allow that to happen.
Joy beamed up at him. “I do.” She fisted her hands in the front of his shirt and pulled him down to kiss her. He was gasping when she let him go. “Now take me to the bedroom.”
“Whatever the lady wishes,” he lowly answered before carrying her to the back of the house. The bed was just big enough for two people, and carved into the house. “I don’t think we’ll be making as much noise in this one,” he joked as he gently dropped her on the bed. He kicked off his boots before he joined her, and kissed her hard. “As least with the furniture.”
She giggled as she pulled back. “How do I know you can be trusted?” she asked, batting her eyes up at him. “What if you brought me all the way out here so nobody can hear me scream?”
Noah slowly grinned. “That, darlin’,” he answered, a growl in his voice, “was exactly the point.”
Story: Second Genesis and In the Heart
Title: That’s My Kind of Night
Summary: Noah takes Joy to his house.
Colors: Amaranth 6. True love, Chocolate Brown 14. Milk chocolate
Supplies and Styles: Eraser, Mosaic, Collage
Word Count: 954
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: The fluffiness might hurt. That just means it’s working.
Notes: Mods, could I get an Amaranth tag?
Before Noah met Joy, he would have never considered leaving the town he had come to know, so much like the one he grew up in. But then he saw her, and his soul went “There you are,” and he couldn’t lose her again. He didn’t know how he had lost her before. But somehow Isaac and June understood, because apparently he had been acting like quite a fool because of this Love thing, but they understood that too. This left Noah and Joy able to spend their last days in Georgia together, and he already had a plan how, amazingly glad to have the family he did.
Just because he had been living where he worked didn’t mean he didn’t have a house of his own. It was a small one, floating on the river, with just a few rooms, but it would be them and them alone except for God and nature. They could have driven, but Noah decided to take Joy by boat, something that delighted her to no end. He fished to catch their dinner while they drifted with the current as evening fell in silence, as some impossibly strong and impossible to describe feeling stretched between them. The rest of the world had plans for making noise, however, and Noah couldn’t at all be surprised when they came around a river bend and floated right into a party.
He dropped his fishing pole into the boat before he could snag anything unwary, annoyed at having to remember other people. “Evenin’,” he drawled from politeness, a hint of his emotions entering his tone. Behind him, Joy giggled. She read him too well. Suddenly, he remembered exactly how many people he had went to school with were at these parties: all of them. He turned into a true male before he could stop himself, and he reached down to grab a spotlight from between his feet.
He shined it onto the nearest couple he could, delighted to recognize them. “Geez, guys, even I got an actual room.”
The night filled with congratulatory whoops, but his face burned and he whipped around to apologize to Joy, hoping he didn’t just ruin everything. He nearly fell out of the boat when he found her laughing.
God, he loved her. Noah had thought about sticking around for the party, but now. He dropped the spotlight and grabbed some oars. He had caught enough catfish, and he had a threshold he wanted to carry her over. The fish were still alive, on a line in the river, and he could certainly catch more if anything ate them. “Bye, y’all.”
Let them wonder who she was. There wasn’t a woman like her in the entire state of Georgia. Mine, he thought, as something inside him welled up, so much and intense that he thought he might shatter.
Joy smiled at him, wide and happy and making his heart skip as he rowed them out of earshot. “I like when you look at me that way,” she said, one of the first things she had to say the entire time they had been on the river.
“You’ve made me the greatest man in all of Georgia,” he answered, knowing the crowd back there would never forget the scene he had just caused.
Her laughter made him feel like he could do anything. “You didn’t even realize that every girl’s face was heartbroken.” Noah thought he should have felt ashamed, but there was as much pride in Joy’s voice as there had been in his.
Hopefully God wouldn’t take a joke and have pride go before a fall out of a boat for either of them. It was only a few minutes later that he guided the rowboat off to a little side river that was hidden by willow trees. His house was in view, one story and surrounded by a wrap-around porch and willow trees, and the look of… joy on Joy’s face made his earlier words a lie.
“Forget what I said,” he sighed. “Now I’m the greatest man in Georgia.” He only hoped she liked the inside as much, and he thanked God he had the foresight to come by a few days earlier and air the place out.
She kissed him hard when they were standing on porch, something that gave him the opportunity to pick her up in his arms. She fit there, perfectly, somehow unsurprisingly.
“I love you,” she said, before he could.
He carried her through the doorway. “Do you?” Noah prayed she wouldn’t think he was moving too fast or being creepy. Even he knew how soon everything was, he just… He knew that he couldn’t be without her, in whatever way she would allow that to happen.
Joy beamed up at him. “I do.” She fisted her hands in the front of his shirt and pulled him down to kiss her. He was gasping when she let him go. “Now take me to the bedroom.”
“Whatever the lady wishes,” he lowly answered before carrying her to the back of the house. The bed was just big enough for two people, and carved into the house. “I don’t think we’ll be making as much noise in this one,” he joked as he gently dropped her on the bed. He kicked off his boots before he joined her, and kissed her hard. “As least with the furniture.”
She giggled as she pulled back. “How do I know you can be trusted?” she asked, batting her eyes up at him. “What if you brought me all the way out here so nobody can hear me scream?”
Noah slowly grinned. “That, darlin’,” he answered, a growl in his voice, “was exactly the point.”