Leeloo (protect_life) wrote in we_coexist, @ 2015-03-06 21:01:00 |
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Entry tags: | eric draven, leeloo, zz:status complete |
The Little Touches (RC!Draven)
In all the time they'd spent together, mostly all they'd done was work on improving the state of the apartment that Eric invited Leeloo to share with him. When they first started, the windows were exploded out and glass covered the inside of the space. That was the best of it. The worst.. Leeloo knew it'd been blood. She tried not to show her feelings to Eric, knowing that it hurt him more to see it himself - but it had been very difficult to watch him clean it. He wouldn't allow her to help. She'd tried.
But as the weeks fluttered by, the place became more and more livable. Finally, there came a day when they both sat back and realized - there was nothing else to do to make the place whole again. Neither said it, but they shared a look and a smile. It was good enough - that. And, Leeloo had learned more about Eric while working beside him than she was likely to have otherwise.
She liked him. She liked him quite a bit. He was full of opposites - kind and dark, broody and considerate. He treated her as well as Peter had, but with one difference: he never really touched her. There were no hugs, there were no kisses, and he didn't wrap her up with him at night. After having experienced that, and having thought it normal, the difference was strange. She'd not asked about it. Maybe she would, one day.
But today, it could wait. Today, he was taking her 'house shopping' - though she didn't know exactly what that meant. He said she should pick out whatever she wanted, but as she walked into the store with him at her side, she wasn't sure exactly what that might be. Then the aisles opened up to her, and her eyes widened.
All of this could be theirs? Leeloo picked up a whisk.
"What's this?" she asked, waving it about experimentally. It didn't seem like a weapon.