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01 August 2005 @ 12:31 am
 
Look, another one! I have truly kicked the writer's block that was plaguing me for so long there. Unfortunately, I don't seem to be able to write anything with substance tonight. Oh well. This one's 384 words, J/P.



Paul woke up and had a brilliant idea: why not go back to sleep for a while? He turned over and flung an arm to the side. The arm in question fell rather farther than he had intended, and met only lumpy mattress instead of soft flesh.

“John?” he mumbled into his pillow. He received no answer. He picked up his head and saw that John was no longer beside him. Rubbing his eyes, he pulled himself into a sitting position and glanced around the room.

His eyes came to rest on a lonely-looking figure in a cloud of smoke, staring out the window. With a sigh, Paul tugged at the blanket until the bed freed it and then climbed off of the bed. Going to John, he stood behind him and wrapped the blanket around the both of them. Draping his arms over John’s shoulders, he stood on tiptoes to kiss the tears from John’s cheeks.

Paul didn’t say anything, knowing that John would speak when he was good and ready. John wriggled a bit, turning in Paul’s arms for a real, face-to-face hug. He rested his chin on Paul’s shoulder.

“You’re the only thing I’ve ever done that’s wrong,” he said quietly.

“I’m wrong?” Paul asked, worried.

“You know what I mean. I’m married and I’m not supposed to go falling in love with other people.”

Paul considered this. “Well, it’s hardly the only bad thing you’ve ever done, Johnny.”

John sighed. “Well, no, I know, but what I meant was, it’s the only thing I’ve ever really, truly felt guilty about. Anything else, I only felt guilty because I knew it was gonna start a fight, or because I knew Mimi would be mad, or Cyn, or whatever. But this is my only real guilt, the only thing I feel guilty about just for me. You know?”

Paul nodded and simply continued holding John, rubbing his back.

“Paul?”

“Yeah?”

“I know why I feel guilty, too. It’s because even though I do love her, I love you in extra ways, too, and so it’s not fair to you that she’s the one I tell people I love.”

Paul dropped a kiss on to John’s shoulder. “But you tell me you love me, Johnny, and that’s the only bit I care about.”
 
 
 
teh Jen: the legsmein_zwitter on August 1st, 2005 06:08 am (UTC)
Awwww, nice! I especially love first line. XD
some kind of happiness is measured out in milesplasticpepper on August 1st, 2005 06:13 am (UTC)
Teehee, I was enjoying that as I was writing it, too! Thanks!!
oh_johnny_ on August 1st, 2005 11:44 am (UTC)
it’s not fair to you that she’s the one I tell people I love.”

Awwwww! *sniff*

some kind of happiness is measured out in milesplasticpepper on August 1st, 2005 08:44 pm (UTC)
Aww, heheh. Glad you liked, thanks!
hollywood_song on August 1st, 2005 05:15 pm (UTC)
Awwwwwwww is the only word that fairs.
some kind of happiness is measured out in milesplasticpepper on August 1st, 2005 08:44 pm (UTC)
Aww! Heheh, thanksss!
Roserosej on August 5th, 2005 10:50 pm (UTC)
That was so lovely...wonderfully written.