Dear Diary
Character : Quatre & Trowa
Challenge: Kiss and Tell
Team: Oz
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
AC 195
Dear Diary,
A day later and his face remains impassive, a cool mask that belies no suspicion. It’s hard to read him, but when our skin touched – he blossomed beneath my fingers.
When our lips met, I was surprised at their chill. My own mouth was hot against his and I pressed into the moist embrace.
I felt his tears on my lashes.
He clung onto me and I held him for what seemed like hours, though I know it was only minutes. I wish it could have been days, years – but war does not provide that luxury.