Hands
One-Shot
Author: M L Europe
Rating: K+, mild language
Genre: Romance, Humor, Drama
Pairings: Freddie/Sam
Canon/Timeline: During the now famous iOMG event (therefore, spoilers if you've not already seen it)
Disclaimer: I would love to work for them, but for now I am content to write this for no money.
Summary: "I really don't know what to do with my hands." Set from Freddie's POV during the iOMG event.
I really don't know what to do with my hands.
I'm standing here, getting lip ambushed by one of my best friends…
And I don't know what to do with my hands.
For one thing, if I place them on her hips, she'll slap them away. Or keep kissing me. If I put my hands on her shoulders, she'll stop or push me away. To be honest, I don't know what scenario I want more right now. I still don't even know what's going on.
I'm a 16-year-old boy. I know exactly what's going on. And that's even more of a reason I have no idea where my hands should be. Because I do, I want to touch her. There is a smokin' hot girl in front of me, you bet your ass I know she's kissing me. You bet your ass I know what to do when a girl kisses me. In a normal situation. But this...this is anything but normal. Sam and me are anything but normal.
So my hands hang by my side like a pair of useless wires that someone forgot to plug into the computer like she promised she would and instead made herself a ham sandwich.
Then she stops kissing me and pulls away slowly. I brace myself for some kind of joke or physical abuse (she could still make good on the double fist face dance). This could all be some elaborate plot she has to give me a heart attack so I will die at an early age. But...when I see her face I realize any joke or sarcastic comment has just been sucked out of my lips and now all I can do is stare awkwardly, my hands still not willing to move. She just looks so...scared. And...and I still don't know what to do with my hands.
A/N: Hello friends! It's been a long time since I've posted anything, but what can I say? These two make me inspired! ;)
I don't actually want to tell you how many times I've watched JUST that scene. Needless to say...it may have been quite a few. And one viewing of it, I though...Freddie? Why aren't your hands moving? Then I decided to get off my lazy bum and write something on here for the first time since high school.
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