Rachel Berrisford (mozarts_sonnet) wrote in voicesinmyhead, @ 2007-08-04 23:01:00 |
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Entry tags: | prompt #08, rachel berrisford |
Prompt #8 - When I'm feeling blue...
Prompt #8
"When I'm feeling blue, all I have to do..."
mun note quick: this is based on a Alec rp on livejournal (in the theatrical muse community). Not the Alec here, but the one there has a storyline going on with her, so I gained permission to use one of our rps as a backdrop.
The setup was perfect. I knew I wouldn't be able to do this for much longer. I could only smile and laugh at so many people before I'd just snap. It was better if he was there. I told him to dress up. I got a dress that was similar to the very same one I wore that night we escaped outside together. It was a good idea. A way to relive a perfect moment in history that started everything that was to come, what should have been and hopefully would be again. We were taking things slow, which was a good thing for the both of us since we didn't know exactly where we were in our lives.
When he showed up, everyone else in the room didn't exist, it was just him, in that suit and a smile tugged on my lips. My mood immediately lifted and I found myself being embraced and kissed on the cheek by him, and that glow was back to my skin. It's silly I know, really, but I can't help it. Alec just has that effect on me. I loosened his tie and then went through the dinner party for just a little bit. I didn't introduce him to anyone, and if anyone thought he looked like Simon, they didn't see anything, they seemed happy to see me smiling and actually meaning it. When we disappeared onto the back balcony together and I tugged playfully on his tie, I felt like a little kid then. It was nice to be able to be so...happy and not worry about my father coming and ruining it, or security coming and ruining a moment that could be perfect. We both needed this. It was just a little fun.
I didn't expect him to be much different, you know, under the clothes, but there was a big change in Alec, not that I minded. I stared, I'm a girl. It's only natural when perhaps the love of your life was more...built then the last time you saw him without his shirt on. Which was almost three years ago. I told him he never had to wear the suit again, that I preferred him without it. Okay, it sounded wrong coming out of my mouth, but, hey I could deal with it sinking in whatever way he wanted. At that moment I was happy. We stayed for a while, kissed and created a few new memories, minus the sneaking around. It was nice.
When we got out, well that's where things got a bit tricky. We went up to my room, passing the people at the party who seemed shocked that Alec was well in boxers and wet and my dress was halfway unzipped. I didn't pay any mind to them though, I just told security to make everyone leave and took Alec to my room. Now I know what you're thinking. You think the worse right? You think Alec and I did it? No, he was the perfect gentleman. It wasn't that we couldn't have, a really big part of me wanted to. All that happened was us kissing. He left his phone on, put it on the nightstand and we laid together for the rest of the night. It was nice waking up in the morning with him.
When I'm feeling down? I just remember that night when Alec and I revisited a moment from our past and made it something worth remembering again, it makes me smile no matter what. Because I know Alec loves me and that's good enough for me to make me happy on the worst of days.
Rachel Berrisford
Dark Angel
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