I'm having a lot of trouble with the next chapter of Confiscated; it one of those instances where I know what needs to happen, but not how to put it. :(
That said, enjoy these little snippets. There were no prompts and no reason, but I sort of liked the idea. Almost any pairing you like will work for these; there's even two or three that could probably work for slash or femslash, if that's what floats your boat. It's only there if you're looking for it, though.
Sometimes, she cried at night, believing he couldn't hear her. She was wrong.
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He often wondered if she noticed how much he looked at her; she pretended she didn't because she didn't want him to stop.
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At some point in time, she realized the less she talked, the more he did; it was then that the others began to notice her silence.
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"What happens when the others find out?" came the hushed whisper. "Nothing will change," the promise returned.
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"Don't you die on me!" The words were desperate, because his smile was slowly fading…
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He wondered if she knew that he hid himself so she'd come looking; she wondered if he realized she did.
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Half of the things he did, he did just to have something to tell her about.
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The silence wasn't because she didn't like him; it was because she lacked the words to tell him just how desperately she did.
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The clothing scattered on the floor could be considered symbolic, she realized, of how messy things were about to get.
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In battle, they protected each other; it was an unspoken contract each was terrified of breaking.
Actually, I can say I own this, because no characters were mentioned. Go me! Feel free to borrow concepts or the whole sentence and run with it, just tell me first if you do. I love reading other people's work. :)
...SnowFallsSlow...
