Disclaimer: Oh, how I wish I could own Clive Owen! And Mads Mikkelsen for that matter...
Summary: a collection of exactly 100-word drabbles for various slash pairings from the movie King Arthur. More will follow.
Fire And Ice- Tristan/Galahad
Tristan is cold, like snow and ice, like a crisp winter's morning, like flagstones under bare feet. He doesn't have a best friend and he avoids women.
In Galahad's first battle, an arrow is lodged deep in his thigh. Tristan removes it, carefully, with his sharp knife and his icy hands.
Later, when Galahad burns with fever, Tristan climbs into his bed and presses his cold naked skin against searing flesh. After a while, Galahad's hazy vision clears, his world slips back into focus, the sweat cools on his forehead.
"You're so cold," he whispers and doesn't get a reply.
Green Eyes- Arthur/Lancelot
The first thing Lancelot ever noticed was the colour of Arthur's eyes. They were green like his home: green like grassy plains stretching past the horizon; green like rolling hills; green like the first shoots of spring, tentatively clawing their way from the frozen earth.
Green is the colour of life, Lancelot realised in the half-second before he fell in love.
Ten years later, he meets Arthur in a clearing in the woods, lit by the faint silver light of a sliver of a moon. They stare at one another. Arthur's pupils are big and black.
Without words, they kiss.
Silent As Tonight- Tristan/Dagonet
Theirs was a silent courtship. Neither was inclined to speak- and after all, why give voice to feelings that show, as plain as daylight, in every smouldering look?
It's been said that an image is worth a thousand words and every one of Tristan's glances screamed its message.
I want you. I need you.
Tonight.
And Dagonet would give a half smile, a secret smile, in return. I'll be there. I'll always be there for you.
No one else looked hard enough to see it- a fleeting touch of hands, a tender squeeze of the shoulder... a romance without words.