Title. WAITING FOR THE UNWAITABLE
Author: Me
A/N: This just happened while im bouncing off the walls here in Argentina waiting for LTM S3 1st ep. This wasn't supposed to be my next story to be posted here, but ... you know, life happens... i've 1st posted it somewhere else, then changed it up a bit n added some lines n partial lyrics that came to mind before posting it here. I think this story is like a lucky accident that was waiting to happen while i wait to lay eyes on LTM S3 "In the red" (wich is NOT a spoiler here) and now i let it be, right here in front of you guys, for you, for us, so here it goes.
You're in my mind all of the time
I know that's not enough
if the sky can crack
there must be some way back
to love and only love
Electrical Storm
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She waited, she wanted to explode. She didn't know what to do with herself.
She let a sigh escape right before noticing, actually sensing, that he was in the room.
She turned around and saw him staring at her, leaning against the door, hands in his pockets, studying her, drinking her with his eyes, intensely and boldly. Defying her to stop him. She didn't.
They locked eyes and inwardly listened to their wild heartbeats. They waited for something to happen, for something to interrupt their wicked reverie but nothing, no one dared to.
The moon lit the room mildly through the obscenely huge window, the shadows crept in and all over their faces. They waited and then they waited some more, in absolute silence. Their breathing in perfect synchronicity, even when standing across each other in the semi dark large room.
No one broke eye contact, neither one of them backed off a single inch. They were just standing there, looking intently at each other, barely blinking and almost mesmerized with the view the other was offering. The determination in their eyes burned them both, brazed through their skin and engulfed them. The static in the room was overwhelming. The tension was building up and up and up and it crushed them both from the inside.
If only they could put all those looks into words...then the words would create bridges that would allow them to act on all the feelings that were being kept prisoners behind those looks. The bridges would enable them to cross those lines that threatened their every step, all those steps they walked side by side every day.
It's a beautiful day
Don't let it get away
It's a beautiful day
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And then, the wait was over.
The time had come.
The torture came to an end.
They were together, they made it, they defeated loneliness and fear and made ashes out of the lines that had blocked their way for soooo long, nevermind the fact that the only reason why those lines had been there all along was because of themselves, their own cowardice, their own fears. Nevermind. No more.
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Touch me
Take me to that other place
Teach me
I know I'm not a hopeless case
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They wanted nothing more, now together and for real, they had it all and nothing less, they had each other as they had always had but now they were feasting on it, not hiding from it anymore.
The wait was over, and years, ages after they met, they had just begun.
THE BEGINNING.