Disclaimer: I am not the Bard, nor shall I ever claim to be. I'm just taking his characters, twisting them to fit my whims and hoping that I'm not putting his grave on a perpetual spin-cycle.
Feedback: Is fabulous, especially constructive criticism. Glowing praise is nice, too. :)
Dedication: To Indes.
Written for the lj 1sentence challenge.
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Ring
Whether it was just a whim of Benvolio's or if he really meant something by it, he gave Mercutio a thick golden band to have and Mercutio wears it on a chain around his neck.
Hero
Even if Tybalt is more of a typical gentleman than Mercutio, Benvolio still thinks that Mercutio would make for a better hero in any story.
Memory
Sometimes, they like to just sit and reminisce about the past and the day that they met and they days that followed.
Box
No matter how much Mercutio would like to sum up Benvolio in just one word, he finds that one word can fit his lover just right.
Run
Sometimes when he sees Benvolio walking toward him, Mercutio likes to sprint in the opposite direction, just to see the look on his face.
Hurricane
When Mercutio gets extremely angry, he reminds Benvolio of a storm and Benvolio tries to never be on the receiving end of his fury.
Wings
Sometimes, after a particularly bad day, Benvolio imagines flying away somewhere with no one but Mercutio.
Cold
The weather in Verona hardly ever gets cold, but when it does, Mercutio puts his big, warm hands on Benvolio's cold face and they both smile and laugh.
Red
Sometimes Benvolio laughs so hard that he can't breathe and his face turns scarlet and that's when Mercutio realizes how much they love each other.
Drink
From time to time they indulge in some drink, and Benvolio likes how Mercutio feels lying against him smelling and tasting of wine.
Midnight
They sneak out at in the middle of the night, when the witching starts, stare at the sky and stars and feel free, lying with each other under the blanket of night.
Temptation
Benvolio can never resist Mercutio when he wears that smirk and cocks one eyebrow.
View
When they are together, Mercutio feels like he can see everything for miles, even if they are on the lowest point on earth.
Music
"Sing for me, Mercutio mine," Benvolio says in a commanding tone and Mercutio laughs and his laughter is the only melody that Benvolio needs.
Silk
Mercutio is amazed at how smooth the skin of Benvolio's bare stomach is, compared to the callused hands and rough feet.
Cover
They meet each other most frequently under the mask of night, when they can do whatever they please without any bother.
Promise
When Benvolio doubts Mercutio, he makes him swear and Mercutio always shows him the ring he wears around his neck; "wonder'st thou why I wear it so close to my heart?" he asks, and raises his eyebrows.
Dream
Whenever Mercutio goes off on a tirade about Queen Mab, Benvolio privately thinks about how his realities are so much better than anyone's dreams.
Candle
"Put out the light," Benvolio whispers against Mercutio's neck, his breathing hitched, and Mercutio mutely complies.
Talent
When Mercutio suggests that Benvolio write a book, Benvolio tells him that Mercutio can come up with the idea for it and he will put it into words.
Silence
Mercutio always wonders what Benvolio thinks of when he is so quiet.
Journey
"Some day, Benvolio mine, we shall go on some great adventure, just the two of us," Mercutio says, securing the blanket around his thin waist, waving his arms about, and Benvolio only smiles from the bed.
Fire
They put their two torches together and the flame grows higher, casting an orange glow on their faces and making the light in their eyes even brighter.
Strength
The only time Benvolio feels a small twinge of envy is in the moments that Mercutio says exactly what is on his mind to whomever he wishes.
Mask
Night can cover many things, but it can never disguise the wordless touches or the emotion in the whispered endurances.
Ice
Mercutio grabs Benvolio's hand and finds that it's freezing, so he clasps it in both hands to warm it.
Fall
They climb trees together, and when Benvolio says that he's scared of falling, Mercutio grabs his hand to keep him from being frightened.
Forgotten
"Wilt thou ever forget me?" Mercutio asks Benvolio one night, and Benvolio only laughs and responds, "how could I forget my love?"
Dance
They escape from the tedious feast and dance by themselves in the garden.
Body
Alone, they move as one, rhythms and motions fluid and smooth.
Sacred
Benvolio thinks of their love as something that would never, and should never, be tainted or spoiled by anything outside of them and when he tells Mercutio this, the latter nods and says nothing.
Farewells
They part in the morning, smiling, and Benvolio smiles and kisses Mercutio softly and rests a hand on his neck.
World
When they kiss or make love, they are lost and all they can think about is each other.
Formal
No matter where they are, they never use the formalities; they address each other as friends would, even if they are so much more.
Fever
One night, Benvolio grows ill and Mercutio bathes his brow with cool water and smoothes back his dark hair and wouldn't leave his side for the world.
Laugh
When Benvolio laughs, Mercutio thinks that that's all he needs to get by, because Benvolio so rarely laughs or smiles and to hear it, it's such an extraordinary gift.
Lies
Sometimes Benvolio doubts the tales that Mercutio spins, but he knows that Mercutio is telling the truth when he tells Benvolio that he loves him.
Forever
Some days, when they are either extremely bored or just fantasizing, they plan what the rest of their lives will be and how they would share them.
Overwhelmed
When Benvolio feels like everything is too much and that he can't take it anymore, Mercutio enfolds him in his arms and strokes his hair and feels Benvolio face, sometimes wet and sometimes dry, on his neck.
Whisper
Benvolio marvels at the fact that someone as loud as Mercutio is can make his voice so low and soothing.
Wait
Whenever Mercutio is late, this is when Benvolio recognizes how much he loves him, because he realizes that Mercutio is worth waiting for.
Talk
Sometimes, Mercutio doesn't care about what Benvolio is saying; he just likes to listen to his voice.
Search
Benvolio thinks about Romeo and how he always looks for love in the wrong places and then thinks about him and Mercutio and realizes that he found love in the right place.
Hope
Even though they can never be married, they decide that when they grow older, they could live together in seclusion and never be bothered.
Eclipse
Mercutio wishes he could perform magic and make himself and Benvolio disappear from Verona forever.
Gravity
Even though they both with they could fly, they sometimes like to just lie on the ground too.
Highway
They run down the dusty road, laughing, and like the feeling of the dirt being kicked up behind them.
Unknown
Never knowing what was going to happen next, they press on without a care; they'll brave it together.
Lock
Behind closed doors, they do what they will; they close themselves off from the world.
Breathe
When they finish, they collapse into each other's arms and relax and Mercutio smoothes the hair away from Benvolio's brow and they kiss and can finally relax and be at peace.
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