Set of drabbles. Short stuff, bunch of silly ideas. Small scenes. Set after (in my head) when the gang stayed in the "modern" world.
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(shadows over you)
tannermack
Mack cast shadows, and they are ugly.
Tanner doesn't like to think Mack is ugly - because she isn't. In fact, she's perhaps one of the most beautiful girl Tanner has set his eyes upon: what, with those eyes and those smiles and those little ways when she scrunches up her nose, gosh she's a masterpiece. But even when she's the most prettiest girl to walk on the fact of the earth, she carries shadows - scars. She refuses to talk about them, but Tanner fights, bleeds and crumble - but he learns them.
He learns the names, dates and scenes. Sees them behind closed eyelids, urges to touch and caress and heal - but what's done is done. Mack has been broken and stomped at, but as long as she's walking, Tanner's fine. Heck, Tanner's more than fine. He'd be more than willing to do more, to see the glow on her cheek, the saltwater caught up in her hair, the sands on her cheeks - gosh, he would like that very much. He would see her cry and swells up in rage and thumps with anger and maybe even bleeds up to the point where her wish is to die, but he will do it. He will not fail her.
He will see her rise up again - maybe even kisses him with those kisses of hers, tangle their feet together in a mess and will make him more of that chocolate drink he seems to be enjoying so much.
Yeah, that would be nice.
So Tanner would not budge and run away because Mack may casts shadows, but he isn't afraid of them.
