I really very seriously should be writing my Sociology essay, but for some reason I just can't think of what to write! It's a stupid topic that I don't agree with in the first place! Boosh! So I'm writing more fic. I think I've finally figured out the best way for me to write fic. Directly into my email account, without tooooooo much thought. If I think too much I start to overanalyze and change my mind and nothing gets written. So this way, you get to see what just comes out of my mind. I think this fic shall be slash. *nods* Must pick couple though.....*thinks* And Bumlets if you say it I'll smack you! *laughs* Oy vey....hmm....how about....
Title: I'll Protect You
Author: Moi
Rated: PG
Why?: I dunno....I just figured I'd be safe is all
Summary: Skittery/Snitch fluffyness! It's short but sweet.
Disclaimer: I own my cross necklace, my box of clarinet reeds, my college ID, my socks and my croissant. Newsies, unfortunately is one of the things I DON'T own. :o(
A/N: Sparks….this little thing is for you cause your review for the other one was all inspiring :o) This shall have to tide you over until at least Friday.
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Skittery frowned as he saw Snitch stumble through the bunkroom door and straight to the washroom. Nobody else seemed to have noticed him, but Skittery always did. He hesitated before heading over to the washroom. The younger boy obviously didn't want anyone to bother him, but that had never stopped Skittery before. He ran a hand through his unruly brown hair and slowly made his way to the washroom.
"Snitch?" He asked stepping through the door and shutting it softly behind him.
"Leave me alone, Skitts." Snitch said softly. It wasn't angry or mean, just a request.
Skittery didn't move and just stared at the boy leaning over the wash basin. His face was hidden from view, but his shoulders shaking revealed his crying. When Skittery noticed his arm was bleeding, he was suddenly filled with worry.
"You're bleeding!" He stated, trying to hide his alarm.
"It's nothing." Snitch replied so quietly that Skittery almost didn't catch it.
"Let me clean it." He said walking over to the boy and grabbing his arm.
He carefully cleaned the cut, surprising Snitch with his gentleness. The normally gruff newsie was showing an amazing amount of soft care at the moment. "Thanks." He mumbled, wiping his eyes quickly.
"What happened?" Skittery asked a few minutes later as he wrapped a cloth around the injury.
Snitch trembled slightly before responding, "Old ghosts." He whispered.
Skittery looked the him in the eyes and saw tears forming again. He swiftly enveloped him in a warm embrace, wrapping his arms tightly around his waist.
Snitch welcomed the comfort and pressed his face into Skittery's chest. He put his arms around the other boy and held him as close as possible. A feeling of safety overwhelmed him and he now never wanted to let go.
"I'll protect you." Skittery said pressing his lips into the younger boy's soft, dark hair.
Snitch loosened his grip, though only slightly, to look up at Skittery's beautiful face. He had never noticed how beautiful it was before now. Quickly, before he could think, he touched his lips to the other boy's.
Skittery, though surprised at first, soon caught on and returned the sweet kiss readily. As the kiss deepened each boy moved to a new level of bliss, both in heaven, each one thinking that nothing could be better than this.
As the lights went out for the night, nobody noticed the two boys missing, or the washroom door that had been closed for hours.
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Woo! Another amazingly short (hey its midnight for peepers sake!) fluffy nothingness! Is it me, or is it getting worse? Well, reviews would be much appreciated!
Love & Aloha,
~*Holiday*~
