Words - 267
Rating - PG13
Warnings - None
#7 – MOMENTS
[you're an idiot if you don't see it]
She laughed, shining, and he stopped dead. He stayed in the shadows, out of her sight, watching in silence. His face was stoic as he took in her glow, the unbeatable grin, the bright freckles, the eyes that were lit up from within.
For a moment, something shifted in him, and he breathed deeper; didn't blink, just watched, and felt the current shifting, taking him in an entirely new direction, feeling the sudden rush of heat around him, the rest of the world melting away, just him watching her, and then even that faded into the pulsing beat of his heart and breath.
He turned, and walked away.
[or maybe just colorblind]
Behind him, the glow faded as though it was never there, the connection dying, a moment that might have shifted destinies suddenly dissipating in the wake of his rejection. None of it was conscious; he had left, because it was simply too much, too bright, too unclear, too warm and wet and unfamiliar, and he felt above it and not worthy of it at the same time.
Still. He walked away.
[it doesn't matter]
And the moment shifted, altered, was forgotten and lost forever, slipped down into the cracks of time. A heart froze over, a pulse died, and the glow melted away forever.
He didn't know it, didn't think about it, didn't realize it at all. But sometimes, most times, you only get one chance.
He walked away, and lost it.
[the result's the same]
The glow faded; behind him, her grin slowly did the same.