Post by Kris11 on Apr 2, 2011 2:48:19 GMT 10
Title: Forgive
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 224
Pairing: Crane/Rosethorn
Round: 1/F
Summary: They say more without words, on the rare occasion they get to something important.
If you forgive me all this... If I forgive you all that... We forgive and forget and it's all coming back to me now. It’s All Coming Back to Me Now, Meat Loaf.
The way they fit together had always seemed miraculous to her. As if they weren’t meant for anyone else.
Even though she knew this wasn’t true – knew there was someone else who fit her perfectly with soft curves and smooth skin and tender hands – it was still magic when they curled together in the safety of his room, away from all the dangers and suffering that they faced outside this small sanctuary.
It had been a long time, and he wasn’t soft curves and smooth skin and tender hands, but she and Crane still seemed to fit, sharp edges and pride and bitter rivalry somehow forming a jigsaw piece that refused to clash and bump, but instead locked them together into this perfect moment.
His long fingers brushed along her forehead, tucking hair behind her ears.
She knew he wouldn’t apologize for the hard words that were spoken when she decided it was time for their relationship to end, and it didn’t matter.
She knew he would never ask her to say she regretted leaving him, and as she shifted to put her head on his chest, she knew he didn’t feel the need to.
It was unsaid, like so many of their understandings. But they fit together in forgiveness as well as in love, and it kept them safe for one night more.
QC by: journeycat
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 224
Pairing: Crane/Rosethorn
Round: 1/F
Summary: They say more without words, on the rare occasion they get to something important.
If you forgive me all this... If I forgive you all that... We forgive and forget and it's all coming back to me now. It’s All Coming Back to Me Now, Meat Loaf.
The way they fit together had always seemed miraculous to her. As if they weren’t meant for anyone else.
Even though she knew this wasn’t true – knew there was someone else who fit her perfectly with soft curves and smooth skin and tender hands – it was still magic when they curled together in the safety of his room, away from all the dangers and suffering that they faced outside this small sanctuary.
It had been a long time, and he wasn’t soft curves and smooth skin and tender hands, but she and Crane still seemed to fit, sharp edges and pride and bitter rivalry somehow forming a jigsaw piece that refused to clash and bump, but instead locked them together into this perfect moment.
His long fingers brushed along her forehead, tucking hair behind her ears.
She knew he wouldn’t apologize for the hard words that were spoken when she decided it was time for their relationship to end, and it didn’t matter.
She knew he would never ask her to say she regretted leaving him, and as she shifted to put her head on his chest, she knew he didn’t feel the need to.
It was unsaid, like so many of their understandings. But they fit together in forgiveness as well as in love, and it kept them safe for one night more.
QC by: journeycat