Entry tags:
TDIR: Fit
Fandom: The Dark Is Rising
Pairing: Will/Bran
Warnings: None
Rating: PG
Summary: Newness and rightness. For
fic_on_demand.
Will can hear the rain against the skylight above their heads. There's that, and the sound of Bran's breathing in his head, the faint thud of Bran's heart, slow and strong. He can hear, faintly, his family moving around downstairs, but for now, nobody will disturb them. He closes his eyes, burrows deeper into the covers, into Bran's embrace, and finds himself smiling at the newness of it -- the newness, and the rightness, as if they've always been meant to fit.
But then, he knew that already, from the moment their eyes first met.
Bran cracks an eye open. "Time?"
"Nine. Ish."
Bran's eye closes again, even as he yawns. "Stop thinking and sleep some more, or I'll make you stop thinking."
"Could be fun," Will says, grinning. All it gets him is a poke in the ribs.
Pairing: Will/Bran
Warnings: None
Rating: PG
Summary: Newness and rightness. For
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Will can hear the rain against the skylight above their heads. There's that, and the sound of Bran's breathing in his head, the faint thud of Bran's heart, slow and strong. He can hear, faintly, his family moving around downstairs, but for now, nobody will disturb them. He closes his eyes, burrows deeper into the covers, into Bran's embrace, and finds himself smiling at the newness of it -- the newness, and the rightness, as if they've always been meant to fit.
But then, he knew that already, from the moment their eyes first met.
Bran cracks an eye open. "Time?"
"Nine. Ish."
Bran's eye closes again, even as he yawns. "Stop thinking and sleep some more, or I'll make you stop thinking."
"Could be fun," Will says, grinning. All it gets him is a poke in the ribs.