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lirazel ([personal profile] lirazel) wrote2007-12-22 03:40 pm

Choco_cherries: Live Wire

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Title: Live Wire
Author: Lirazel ([profile] penny_lane_42)
Fandoms: Heroes/Veronica Mars
Pairing: Elle Bishop/Logan Echolls
Word Count: 253
Prompt: Cold
Rating: PG
Summary:   After a while, he stops trying to see someone else when he looks at her (she hopeswishespretends).


After a while, he stops trying to see someone else when he looks at her (she hopeswishespretends).  He still doesn’t like New York: no place to surf, it rains too much, and the hotel they’re living in is too full of celebrities who recognize him.  But he isn’t homesick: she doubts there’s any place he could actually miss (they’re alike in that way, at least). 

 
She doesn’t tell him what she can do, what it is she’s running from.  He doesn’t tell her what he’s done, what it is he’s running to.  They have fun together, an almost normal kind of fun (even if there’s a wrongness lurking everywhere, in every word, every touch, and mostly in the silences they can’t avoid), and she can (almost) pretend she’s a regular girl with a regular boyfriend living a regular life.  Almost.


Thing is, he’s always going to be looking over his shoulder for a different girl; she’s never going to be able to give him what he needs.  She tells herself that that doesn’t really matter—it’s all in fun.  But she knows (so does he).  


When he isn’t snarking or drinking or screwing, he’s brooding.


“What’s wrong?” she asks, and maybe it’s the first time she’s ever really cared enough to ask that question (it scares her that she actually means it).


 
“I’m cold,” he says, with an ironic twist to his voice (it’s her favorite thing about him).


She smiles, slowly, lets the electricity dance at her fingertips.  “I can fix that.”