Digimon: One-Shot
What is One-Shot?:A bunch of One-Shots from various Digidestined points of view. I'm hoping I can get all twelve of the Digidestined to interact with each other. (So I guess that'll be 144 "chapters")
Why One-Shot?:This is partially inspired by Arcynic's Butter Fly series. But also because I wanted an unreachable goal. Call me a dreamer. :-I
What's in One-Shot?: There's probably going to be a little something for everybody (except citrus lovers, no lemon's or limes for you.) You're probably going to get some of my leanings wherever I can slip them in subconsciously, I suppose you'll have to deal with that. Alright, with that out of the way, lets get to it.
Linger (MattxTai)
By: Sonfaro
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His hands linger.
She doesn't seem to notice, or if she does, she doesn't mind; instead moving with him, both following the same pattern of stitch, seam, and repeat. But I notice. I put down my tea for a few seconds to watch them work. I hate to say it, but I know he loves her. And whether I like it or not she loves him. And there's no way I can change that.
She leaves to get more thread for whatever they're supposed to be making… a blanket of some sort. As soon as she's gone his eyes shoot to mine. His expression remains one of boredom, but you can't tell how Tai is feeling from his face. It's his eyes. They are defiant, apprehensive, and a little apologetic. So, I respond in the only way Tai will understand how I feel about the situation.
I toss a pillow at his head.
He looks blankly at me. And then I start to laugh. And after a while so does he. And pretty soon we're both laughing like idiots over a joke neither of us said or completely get. When Sora returns she finds us laughing like school children, arm-and-arm, rolling about the floor. She sighs. "Could you two at least hold off on the public displays of affection until I'm gone?"
"Eh… Sorry Sora," Tai says with a lopsided grin. "But I'm just far too cute for your boyfriend to keep his hands off of me."
"You wish," I laugh and punch him in the shoulder.
"Tai," she groans to her best friend. "Are you going to help me with this or not?"
He gives me a quick glance. I shrug. He loves her. She loves me. I love them both. Somehow it's alright. He smiles and takes his place behind her. And as they work, I can't help but watch them in satisfied silence. For it doesn't take long for his hands to linger...
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Next Up: Hair (Matt)