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kh_drabbleAh, sorry this is coming in a bit late. ^^;; Anyway, as you see, this is continuing with my "theme"... with the exception of the last drabble contest I entered, but I didn't do the usual A+L for specific reasons. I hope you enjoy. :P
Title: Relief
Word Count: 247
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The covers...
...They smelt so good...
I buried myself into them further, eyes fluttering closed as my nostrils flared, inhaling the faint scent of cinnamon. This... wonderful smell... It was always here, and it would never leave me. It was... It was my scent. His scent--it had become my very own. I would wear it on me if I could. I would carry it around everywhere. It would be my second skin, my scent...
My scent...
I shivered a little, teeth scraping against one another in a soft chatter, and a smile curled the corners of my lips. I felt stupidly sappy, but I was very... very happy all the same. I could feel--I could feel love, and it was warm, and comforting, and so safe. I also felt like an idiot, but... I think this time it was a good kind if idiocy. The kind where I didn't care what I was--I just knew that I was happy. And that was all that mattered.
"I love you, Squall..."
My winter solstice... My gift... He had said it... those words... after so long...
And he had meant them.
"I love you, too, Ansem," I murmured into the blankets, curling up into a ball and yawning sleepily.
Later, when he climbed into bed and curled up next to me, stroking my hair softly the way he always did, I was relieved. I don't know why I was relieved... but I was.
...Relieved...
... ...Peaceful... ...
And very safe.
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Title: Relief
Word Count: 247
The covers...
...They smelt so good...
I buried myself into them further, eyes fluttering closed as my nostrils flared, inhaling the faint scent of cinnamon. This... wonderful smell... It was always here, and it would never leave me. It was... It was my scent. His scent--it had become my very own. I would wear it on me if I could. I would carry it around everywhere. It would be my second skin, my scent...
My scent...
I shivered a little, teeth scraping against one another in a soft chatter, and a smile curled the corners of my lips. I felt stupidly sappy, but I was very... very happy all the same. I could feel--I could feel love, and it was warm, and comforting, and so safe. I also felt like an idiot, but... I think this time it was a good kind if idiocy. The kind where I didn't care what I was--I just knew that I was happy. And that was all that mattered.
"I love you, Squall..."
My winter solstice... My gift... He had said it... those words... after so long...
And he had meant them.
"I love you, too, Ansem," I murmured into the blankets, curling up into a ball and yawning sleepily.
Later, when he climbed into bed and curled up next to me, stroking my hair softly the way he always did, I was relieved. I don't know why I was relieved... but I was.
...Relieved...
... ...Peaceful... ...
And very safe.
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Date: 2005-01-12 04:55 pm (UTC)Cute drabble (wow, something can have Ansem AND Squall in it and be cute?)!
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Date: 2005-01-12 05:05 pm (UTC)I'm glad you liked it. ^^
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Date: 2005-01-12 05:53 pm (UTC)The teeth? XD The imagery, I suppose...
He's happy in here, because, in the theme I've placed them in in my past drabbles, Squall has been relatively happy--around Ansem. XD Ansem makes him happy. He's sixteen here in this drabble. In the theme, he's known Ansem since he was eleven.
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Date: 2005-01-12 06:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-01-12 07:05 pm (UTC)no subject
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