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sophie-grace.livejournal.com) wrote in fellowshippers2006-01-26 02:56 am
Autumn Leaves
Title: Autumn Leaves
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sophie_grace
Pairing: DM/EW
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Don't know them, don't own them, not making money, yaddayaddayadda.
Feedback: Yes, please. Much appreciated.
Notes: Just a fluffy little drabble. I've had the last line in my head for a while, and I finally figured out how I wanted to use it.
“Race you to the top!” and they’re off. It’s autumn, and the leaves have fallen, but the air is perfect at dusk. At the top of the hill they collapse in a fit of laughter, panting, and picking dried maple leaves from one another’s hair. Elijah stills to gaze at the horizon, magnificent in shades of amber and magenta. “It’s perfect,” he whispers. Dom turns, the leaves crunching beneath him, and their eyes meet. “Yes…” he says pointedly, interlacing Elijah’s fingers with his own “…it is.” and he smiles a smile that makes Eliah’s stomach heavy and his head light.
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sophie_gracePairing: DM/EW
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Don't know them, don't own them, not making money, yaddayaddayadda.
Feedback: Yes, please. Much appreciated.
Notes: Just a fluffy little drabble. I've had the last line in my head for a while, and I finally figured out how I wanted to use it.
“Race you to the top!” and they’re off. It’s autumn, and the leaves have fallen, but the air is perfect at dusk. At the top of the hill they collapse in a fit of laughter, panting, and picking dried maple leaves from one another’s hair. Elijah stills to gaze at the horizon, magnificent in shades of amber and magenta. “It’s perfect,” he whispers. Dom turns, the leaves crunching beneath him, and their eyes meet. “Yes…” he says pointedly, interlacing Elijah’s fingers with his own “…it is.” and he smiles a smile that makes Eliah’s stomach heavy and his head light.
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