AN: Any fic with 'Song Drabble' at the top were written for a LJ challenge. You're only allowed to write for the length of the song. This is one of them.
Song Drabble
Cigarettes and Chocolate Milk
Rufus Wainwright
Cigarettes and chocolate milk
These are just a couple of my cravings
Everything it seems I like's a little bit stronger
A little bit thicker, a little bit harmful for me
And then there's those other things
Which for several reasons we won't mention
Everything about 'em is a little bit stranger, a little bit
harder
A little bit deadly
It isn't very smart
Tends to make one part
So brokenhearted
Vince was long accustomed to cravings.
When he thought about them for the first time, he was sure that only pregnant women got cravings. And he was 99% sure it wasn't possible he was pregnant. For one, no matter how he dressed, he wasn't a woman. Secondly he hadn't had any for ages!
When he really thought about it, Vince couldn't trace it back to when he started craving things. As far as he was aware, he'd been impulsively wanting things since forever.
It was however easy enough to trace back when he started craving the one thing he couldn't have.
Howard.
He knew exactly when he'd started having to leave the room. When he'd started watching Howard - even when he was sitting still. It didn't matter if Howard was moving or not. Everything seemed to just entrance him.
He wanted Howard.
He craved the one thing he couldn't have.
And it was messing him up.