Prompt #23. Lovers

[EloquentPhoenix]

Lovers

A/N: Prompt #23 Lovers, sequel to prompt #21 Friends. Angst. Short. Sorry. It’s easier to write in small parts. For childminerva because she loves angst and because she beta read this for me.

She listened to the sound of his deep, even breathing from her position curled up in his arms. Her head tucked into the crook of his neck, her eyes tightly closed. She could feel the warm, strong hold of his arm wrapped around her waist, the other hand stroking her hair. His beard tickled her bare skin but she didn’t move for fear of breaking the peaceful silence wrapped around them. For when it was broken and lost, it was over.

She wouldn’t sleep. Neither would he. Soon he would have to move, speak, leave. Soon he would kiss her hair, tell her he loved her, say goodbye. She took a deep breath, though not so loud as to disturb their positions in the comfort of the others’ arms. She felt his arms tighten around her at that. She bit her lip to hold her tears at bay. She would not cry. Not now.

He moved around her room, dressed. She watched silently, it took every ounce of her self-control to stay strong. She moved across the room to him, kissing him desperately, and he her. She silenced his goodbye with just the look in her eyes. Every move, every word, every look, every feeling, every breath, every heartbeat before now had been laced with goodbyes. It didn’t need to be said.

He kissed her forehead, her hair, her lips. Telling her he loved her with each one. Their eyes locked for a final time, each broken and haunted with images of the other. He left without another word, he didn’t look back, he wouldn’t make this harder for her. He didn’t see the silent tears running over her skin. But he knew they were there.

As the shutting of the door echoed through her now silent rooms she took some desperate breaths to stop her tears. Not now. As her mask of utter professionalism slipped back into place she dressed, pulled up her hair back into its bun.

It was hours later when the mask truly slipped. She curled up in the bed he had made love to her in, her agonising silent sobs taking over her body as she thought back to his words mere months ago.

“But I can’t do this right now, not like this, not now.”

Not now.

Not ever.

Finite

[jayejaye]

Elo...You wrote angst....

Beautiful, heartbreaking angst. :-)

Seriously there is a tear in my eye. I loved the image of them laying together all night, afraid to move or speak. A truely beautifly fic.

Does this mean you are switching over to the dark side? Jaye :-)

[EloquentPhoenix]

A little bit, mmad turned me a while ago. But I still love fluff at heart. I even wrote apology fluff because of this

[beMMADfabulous]

Great story! Heartwrenchingly beautiful.

Lol, I write apology fluff (for myself, at least) everytime I write angst too. ;D

[osusprinks]

and what a bit of apology fluff it was, though I had to reread it to get over this one. I agree with everything said (except that part about you going over to the dark side) and loved it. You are helping convert us both, you realize that right? lol Well done!

[mmadlyinlove]

How sad, but great... Read long and prosper... ~mmadlyinlove~

[StormAngel]

sniff. sad, and great!!

[silvertabby]

this may not be my good day, it's the 4th time I break into tears while reading, this is too beautiful, to sad
YOU HEARTBREAKING MONSTER!!

[EloquentPhoenix]

*Raises eyebrow* I really must check my reviews more often... I did write apology fluff at the time, and I did warn you it was angst.

[tabbyphoenix]

*Wipes a tear* This is the just the third fic I've read and cried. Okay, just a tear, still. So beautiful. So poignant. This is so moving, I can just picture their agony at being torn apart.
Sad thing is, I, too love angst.
Cheers! (or not )

[Katheryn Mae]

For some reason ... I always see Minerva at being the one to say no. But this - and Friends made me so sad. I feel really depressed now.