A/N: I started this back in December, post 9.09, and it's been ongoing since then, but is finally a few tweaks away from completion. This chapter is a baby one to get us going - they do get longer! Current word count is ~10,000. I will update soon. Hope you enjoy it!
Love You Through a Brick Wall
AKA Five Times Owen Ravishes Cristina Against a Door ... And One Time He Can't. Begins immediately post 9.09 - "I wanted to try again".
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"But one kiss levitates above all the others. The
intersection of function and desire. The I do kiss.
The I'll love you through a brick wall kiss.
Even when I'm dead, I'll swim through the Earth,
like a mermaid of the soil, just to be next to your bones."
Jeffrey McDaniel ~ The Archipelago of Kisses
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This is an I love you kiss. It's I think you're beautiful and I can't breathe without you and I will always be in love with you all rolled into one and dancing from his tongue to hers, from his fingertips to her skin, from his heart right out into forever.
It's their I'll love you through a brick wall kiss. I'll hold you here against this door and never let you go. Here's my soul – please, take it. Hold it in your hands; let it warm you up and steal your breath away.
"Come here."
Fall into me. Let yourself go. I've got you. I will always have you.
Whispers and kisses melt into one another like snowflakes on rosy cheeks. They move, or the ground moves, or something happens but she's not really sure because there's only his warmth and his hips and his mouth on hers, all combining to make her world spin right off its axis.
And then suddenly, blue eyes meet brown and everything just stands still. Her heart thunders. There is nothing and everything to say all at once. Where do they start?
"I love you."
Always.
"I love you."
And just like that, their brick wall cracks. He pulls her into his arms again as it begins to fall apart; kisses her to drown out the sound of sadness and regret crashing to the floor.
They stand there, with their feet in the rubble of the past year of their lives, until she takes his hand and leads him away from it all. To another room; one with clean tiles and big windows where the sun comes shining through.
One where they will sit side by side and rebuild each other from scratch.
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