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Title: Red (drabble)
Rating: G
Pairing: any (in my mind it is Viggo/Orlando)
Summary: none
A/N: Inspired by the current lotrpschallenge. This has just been nagging my brain for a few days now.
Red
He's slicing strawberries in the kitchen with the door open wide and the sounds of the street pouring in. He loves the feeling of the knife sliding towards his thumb. He is content to slice strawberries all day, but the bowl is full so he puts down the knife and licks his berry stained fingers. He savors the fruit's sour sweetness; it is the perfect time of year for strawberries.
He opens his eyes and looks you up and down.
"I told you red was your color," he says.
Rating: G
Pairing: any (in my mind it is Viggo/Orlando)
Summary: none
A/N: Inspired by the current lotrpschallenge. This has just been nagging my brain for a few days now.
Red
He's slicing strawberries in the kitchen with the door open wide and the sounds of the street pouring in. He loves the feeling of the knife sliding towards his thumb. He is content to slice strawberries all day, but the bowl is full so he puts down the knife and licks his berry stained fingers. He savors the fruit's sour sweetness; it is the perfect time of year for strawberries.
He opens his eyes and looks you up and down.
"I told you red was your color," he says.