A/n: Hey, back again with another set of RoyAi drabbles! I don't know what else to say…I fell asleeap during Trasporter 2 but that's it, lol. :)
Life only demands from you the strength you possess. Only one feat is possible - not to have run away.
Dag Hammarskjold (1905 - 1961)
#1 Running
Running was the fastest way she could leave, the fastest way she could escape.
Escape him.
She hadn't been thinking clearly when he'd invited her to his apartment.
Her mind had gone dead when his lips touched hers, when his fingers had danced across her dress, searching for an easy way to rid her of the cloth.
Neither of them was thinking, only their bodies were conscious.
There was no world outside his small apartment.
Afterward he had complimented her, made her blush and smile, before drifting off to sleep.
But she couldn't sleep, how could she?
Now, with her mind in control once more, she understood fully what she had done.
Where would their relationship go from here? Was it just one night of sex? Or did he want to start a more personal relationship? What if she got pregnant? What would the military do if they found out?
It was normal for her to think things through, calculate all possibilities and execute the best possible plan.
But right now, the blow to her had scattered her thoughts, and she did the only thing that came to her.
She ran.
She ran, and she didn't stop.
Away from the military….
Away from him…
Away from her heart.
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