The wind was picking up.
It was that time of the year again, the time where little kids and some teens ran through the streets dressed as their heroes, begging for candy. In most cases the begging is well received, others not so much. Unfortunately, some people would wake up the next morning only to find that they have about twenty rolls of toilet paper thrown all over their houses and garden, or have dozens of eggs splattered all over their cars.
Sometimes both if you're special enough.
The first chills of autumn were setting in early, a chilled blow of wind threw her stray strands of raven hair across her face, into her line of vision. It sent a shiver down her spine making her to pull the monstrous jacket closer, letting it engulf her body so only her head, fingers and denim clad legs were in view.
"You know, it'd be a lot warmer inside." Hellboy said grinning. He peered down at her small frame, finding her refusing to make any move to get up. He sighed, shaking his head he continued "Sometimes I just don't get you."
"What's not to get? I came out here to look at the stars. You can't see them from inside, can you now?" she replied, pushing her short arms into the sleeves of her coat, quickly pulling up the zipper, once done she stuffed her hands into the pockets. Looking up, she noticed a clear lack in stars. Damn the street-lights, they're blocking my view…
"True, though they invented windows for a reason," A smug undertone in his voice could be heard as he continued on "Could even ask Manning for that sky-light room. Now that Maurice left, I don't think he'll be too much of a pain about it."
"It's not the same Red" She sighed "Not for me."
She inched a bit to the side, as another cool breeze blew by, making her to shiver again and rapidly pull her legs up under the jacket. Removing her hands from her pockets, she wove her fingers together in front of her in an effort to keep out the cold air.
Hellboy threw her a side glance upon noticing her bundling up, he stuck out his flesh arm and pulled her closer, tucking her into his side. Caught by surprise, she let out a faint gasp. However, it was quickly replaced by a light chuckle as the arm draped across her shoulders, warming her up.
"Thanks" She spoke barely louder than a whisper, but she knew he had heard her.
A comfortable silence fell between them, the only noise being the rummaging of fabric. From somewhere in the depths of one of his pockets, Hellboy pulled out a cigar, he quickly stuck it between his teeth and lit it up, a soft glow emanating from the tip.
The wind suddenly picked up again. The breeze blowing on a clothes line, the attached material swaying in the wind. A wind chime was singing somewhere below them with its melodic clinking as the metal pipes lightly bumped into one another.
He breathed in, the light glowing for a few second before dulling again "Abe told me what you said that day, to Manning I mean. About me." he said, smoke flowing out of his mouth into the night air. He looked down at her, bending his elbow and placing his hand on top of her head. He rubbed her hair, slightly frizzing it in the process. "Got quite the mouth on ya kid, y'know that?"
She let out a sigh of content, pressing closer to him, the smell of cigar smoke and beer invaded her senses. He was warm to the touch.
Hi guys, Blink here
Well this is really the first fic I've ever posted. I ran the original through a beta and she was very helpful. For instance I overuse 'about' more than I'd like XD and some things could be improved here and there that she helped me out with.
I'm still not sure whether I should make this a full blown story or just keep is as is. I'll let you guys persuade me. More like temp me really. I have an idea of what I might like to do with this particular one-shot, but haven't gotten it all figured out. I'd love to improve on my writing skills some more. What better way than to practice and get some criticism in return ^_^
Let me know think.