Disclaimers: Star Trek: Enterprise and all its characters, technologies etc are the property of Paramount.I'm just playing for pleasure, not profit.
A little duo of slash drabbles. There's nothing remotely grown-up about them. First person POV's.
Perfect Moments
MALCOLM
The middle of a slum. Covered in blue rubber ridges, yellow contacts making my eyes water. It's obscene it should happen here.
He takes my hand, gazing down with all the curiosity and compassion lurking in his beautiful soul. Affection shining through his disguise as he dips close, whispering against the sharp ears of loitering, ragged children. "Y'okay there, darlin'?"
I daren't breathe too deep; this place looks like a Victorian stew and stinks like one, too. It's the worst place to be lost in, and I no longer care.
Trip is holding my hand. This is a perfect moment.