Well, I've been away for awhile. I have come back with a new fandom and a new OTP. Rumbelle owns my heart, so you know, and this is going to be where I post a bunch of drabbles for them. This was prompted to me on tumblr as 'Belle dreams Rumbelle catches her again'.
Sweet Dreams Are Made Of This
Sometimes, she dreams. It's about all that she has in this place that is truly hers, and so she holds onto them.
In her dreams, she is alive.
Tonight she dreams of him, all wicked laughter and dark eyes that she could lose herself in. She is locked in a dungeon that has no name in a place that she doesn't know but he is there with her. He is hellfire against the priests and his magic rips them apart, yet she is not afraid.
He may have broken a part of her, but she still trusts him.
She will always trust him.
He saves her, of course, catching her as he had before, her body fitting securely in his arms. She smiles up at him and he looks at her as though trying to learn all of her secrets without a word. Both shift, his head lowering while she tilts her to the side. They are so close, so very close and she can feel his breath against her lips-
Her cell is cold when she wakes up, immediately trying to grasp onto the last stands of her fading dream.
All she can remember is what it feels like to be warm, safe and caught.