full, adj.
definition: to be physically or emotionally satisfied
rating: k
A/N: Hello, yes, it is me. I am still alive after all these long months. (it's been so long since I last posted I'm almost embarrassed to come back... oops. But I came back anyways lol because cLINTASHA) And I have news about Distracted in Siberia: I'm still working on it! Yay! xD the laptop I've been writing on broke ages ago and my parents are trying to get it fixed but until then, I can't access my fic D: I'm working on it in a notebook, though, but I'm working on writing down chapter 17 or 18, I can't remember which one. and I've only posted the first three chapters on here so far. if that makes sense lol. so anyways, that's what's been going on with my life! I'm glad to be back and posting though :) And I'm planning another one-shot, so hopefully it won't be too long before I post again.
Enjoy the fic, and thank you for being patient with me!
~weeping angel
When he first met her, she was strong, but too thin, and she only ever finished half of the food she was offered. He didn't think much of it until they trained. Although she used her small size to her advantage, and was able to get the better of her opponents, he couldn't help but notice that she was left much too out-of-breath by the end.
And then one night, he watched her closely after a meal and saw her staring—longingly?—at the customary half-portion that remained untouched on her plate.
"Aren't you going to eat that?" he asked, and she stared at him with her large green eyes as though he had just suggested something completely unheard-of. He shrugged.
"It'll just get thrown out if you don't. Go for it. There's plenty more."
She watched him strangely for a second, then shifted her gaze to her plate. Almost hesitantly, she lifted her fork to her mouth for another bite. Another few minutes and her plate was clean for the first time.
After that, she continuously ate full meals. She began to look more healthy; her ribs didn't jut out when she trained in a sports bra, her face looked softer and there was a natural glow to her cheeks, and he couldn't help noticing that her shirts fit her more snugly.
There was also a marked change in her concentration. She was more focused and relaxed, and if possible, even more alert and competent during training.
After a few years, she told him that, ever since she could remember, she had been forced to a strict diet by her superiors because of food shortages in Russia. Any of the girls in the Red Room who ate more than they were allowed were severely punished. But when she left Russia, everything changed.
She told him that she hadn't realized there was such a difference between being hungry all the time and being able to eat until she was full. Everything she'd been trained to do since she was a girl suddenly became easier. And since she could sleep more easily, she began to experience a new alertness and a sense of being refreshed that she hadn't realized she was missing out on.
And he knew exactly how she felt, in a strange way. Before her, life had been just life, and it consisted exclusively of training, eating, sleeping, and watching television, with the occasional mission every few weeks.
But then she came, and life was so much more. Because she filled an emptiness inside him that he hadn't even realized was there. All he knew was that, after getting a taste of life with her, there was no way he was ever going back.