Written: January 2009
Disclaimer: I disclaim.
Author's Note: Gene/Finny drabble for DemeterQueen.
Prompt: A back massage and "it's about time."
Hearsay
"I'm not sorry I've been training you so hard, but I am sorry you're getting so banged up from it." With each word, his hands dug harder into my shoulders. I wasn't very confident that I'd feel better after yet another assault on my body. Though this was by Phineas' hands directly, not a command like thirty pull-ups.
The air drained of his words, and he needed to fill it again. "I don't really know what I'm doing, I hope you know. Just trying to find hard parts to smooth out." He grunted with the force he was using, and I shuddered under his grip. "I'm not hurting you, am I?"
Of course he was. "No, it feels—" I gasped as he found another knot and jabbed his thumb into it. "Really good."
A bang like a gunshot vibrated the door to our dorm and Brinker's booming voice announced, "It's about time!"
Before I could turn to look at Finny, his body slammed against mine as he shook with laughter. I smiled into his arms as they encircled my chest.