Sep. 4th, 2008

thecopper: <user site="livejournal.com" user="blinding_echoes"> (Distant)
Owen’s flat never really got dark. But she liked it that way; the encompassing windows that soaked up the light of the city, the sparseness of the flat. The absence of photos and most personal items added to the mystery of the man she shared the bed with. It was nothing like her flat; all pictures and décor and noise and Rhys snoring and drawn curtains that let it no light. The light kept the monsters in her mind at bay, and she needed it now.

She rolled towards him and wrapped her arms around him, the feel of a stranger’s skin, a body she didn’t quite know yet. His arms snaked around her waist, his hands beginning another exploration, and she shook her head against his shoulder.

“No,” she breathed, as if her voice would break the protective blanket that kept the monsters away. “Just hold me, okay?”

His hands stilled. The pulsing glow of lights and his warm arms around her body kept the monsters away for one more night.
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Muse: Gwen Cooper, Torchwood
Prompt: Drabble Meme
Verse: Open/Canon
Word Count: 172
thecopper: <user site="livejournal.com" user="blinding_echoes"> (Out of Character)
So, I don't know anyone who doesn't feel like they aren't getting enough feedback. So... let's give some. What do you like about my pup? What do you think could be improved? What things about them do you not understand that you'd like elaborated on?

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