dani_meows (dani_meows) wrote in bipolardanicats, @ 2010-12-02 23:16:00 |
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Title: Burnt and charred cookies that had been left to rot a year? (Sanctuary: Will/Henry)
Title: Burnt and charred cookies that had been left to rot a year?
Fandom:Sanctuary
Pairing:Will/Henry
Rating:Not Porn
Word count:200
Written for adventdrabbles prompt two.
Note: Sorry about the craptasticness of this drabble but my allergies are ticked and I just want to go to bed. Which means
this is the best of them. Oh well maybe tomorrows drabble will be better.
Sometimes in the still of the night, Henry longed for the courage to actually make a move on his coworker and secret love. He'd known from the first moment his nose had caught Will's scent that Will was the one. It was why he'd exposed his secret in order to save Will from the Naga that had almost killed him.
It was why he put up with Will's need to prepare his study for Christmas. Magnus was going to be away for Christmas but the rest of them were going to be here and he understood Will's need to celebrate finally having a family of sorts. He understood but still...
Peppermint scented candles weren't bad but when the candle that was labeled Christmas cookie was lit... It was awful. Who's Christmas cookies were they using? Burnt and charred cookies that had been left to rot for a year?
Will laughed at Henry's expression. “Yeah, I didn't like that much either.”
They threw that one away and finished decking the halls. They laughed and sang and bickered about who sand the worst carols.
One day he'd get up the courage to make his move. Until then at least he had these moments with Will.