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fellowshippers2003-10-13 10:55 am
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Drabble: Night Light (SB/VM, PG)
Title: Night Light
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jenmstar
E-mail: jenstar2421@yahoo.com
Pairing: VigBean
Rating: PG
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rugbytackle sons_of_gondor fellow_shippers bean_squee
Disclaimer: This is all fiction.
Beta: None. Please tell me if you find any mistakes.
Notes: Perhaps the last of this fireside drabble experiment, unless anyone really wants more.
Follows Explanations
The fire had died, the Hobbits had left for a midnight snack before heading home, and Orlando and Craig had left to do whatever it was that elves did after dark.
Although the smell of smoke still lingered, it was only the light of the moon, three quarters full, that made shadows dance across Sean's face as he turned to Viggo.
"Are you going home soon?" he asked.
"No," Viggo answered, silver-blue eyes reflecting the moon light. "I'm staying out here tonight. Keep me company?"
"It's cold out here," Sean replied, glancing around.
Viggo brought his hands up to frame Sean's face, fingers tracing lines he couldn't see in the darkness, "I'll keep you warm."
Author:
jenmstar E-mail: jenstar2421@yahoo.com
Pairing: VigBean
Rating: PG
Archive:
rugbytackle sons_of_gondor fellow_shippers bean_squee Disclaimer: This is all fiction.
Beta: None. Please tell me if you find any mistakes.
Notes: Perhaps the last of this fireside drabble experiment, unless anyone really wants more.
Follows Explanations
The fire had died, the Hobbits had left for a midnight snack before heading home, and Orlando and Craig had left to do whatever it was that elves did after dark.
Although the smell of smoke still lingered, it was only the light of the moon, three quarters full, that made shadows dance across Sean's face as he turned to Viggo.
"Are you going home soon?" he asked.
"No," Viggo answered, silver-blue eyes reflecting the moon light. "I'm staying out here tonight. Keep me company?"
"It's cold out here," Sean replied, glancing around.
Viggo brought his hands up to frame Sean's face, fingers tracing lines he couldn't see in the darkness, "I'll keep you warm."