Last one of these for awhile
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coffee_tea_2020 requested Reds and romance. This underwent some changes mostly in how I decided to approach romance; I wound up settling on maybe a more abstract take on it I guess?Pathetic Fallacy
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Brick doesn’t like the look everybody gives him and Blossom when they share the news that they’re moving in together. It’s barely a look at all—a mere flick of the eyes towards him and back, under some misguided perception that they’re being subtle.
It does shed some light on why his stolen glances at her when they were in what could be called their courting stage resulted in her reaching for his rain-soaked face in the last real fight they had. He remembers the storm stopping as her lips met his, remembers the clouds parting almost instantaneously to bathe them in sunlight, how she warmed him from the inside out.
Nowadays he thinks he misremembers the moment, that it seems more cliché than reality. Pathetic fallacy is a literary device, not a real world event.
“Is it that hard for them to believe we love each other?” she grumbles when they’re out of earshot, and suddenly the sun bursts out of the clouds.
Pathetic, Brick thinks, and pulls her in to kiss her.
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He isn’t always convinced of it himself. It seems some cosmic mistake, like something out there is fucking around. He isn’t sure they’re actually good for each other. She’s too uptight, too high-strung, too committed to right and wrong. Too many things.
She’s like me, Brick thinks, then, She likes me.
How simple, to move one letter, to rearrange one tiny little thing, and have the world around him change.
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It’s so easy at night. The darkness offers something intangible, an illusion that blots out everything around her and smudges all her imperfections. Under the covers he looks and looks, but she has none. She’s perfect.
“I love you,” she whispers, and he tamps down the voice of doubt in the back of his mind that is constantly asking, How can you, because loving Blossom is Brick’s greatest act of rebellion, his greatest act of surrender.
I love you, too, he thinks, and then, remembering, speaks it.
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This is going to be the last one for a bit; I've gone back to revising TEF ch11 in the past week so the ficlets have gone to the backburner. Thanks for bearing with ♥
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