Pros Icon Drabbles - for Firlefanzine - Happiness

[byslantedlight]

Happiness
The sun shone warm on the flat white paving stones, soaked into Bodie's bones, his blood, his dreams. He woke slowly, revelling in it, in the fact that there was no one shooting at them, no one shouting for them, and there was another twelve days of just the same to come. He stretched lazily, feeling sleepy, cat-like.

Beside him Doyle dozed on his stomach, face half buried in the angle of his arms, and Bodie's gaze wandered across his shoulders, down the line of his tanning back, and even further.

Holiday, and cream of his very own.

He smiled.

Comments

[byslantedlight.livejournal.com]

Oh heeee! It could read as if Doyle was dozing on Bodie's tummy, and oh he should have been if I'd thought of it! But I didn't - I meant that he was lying face-down... prone... on his own tummy... *headdesk*

I like your version though! *g*

[shooting2kill.livejournal.com]

Oh, sorreeeeee! I don't know what's wrong with me this last day or so, I keep reading what I *think* is there! Sorry. Anyway, it's lovely writing

[shooting2kill.livejournal.com]

God, yeah, sorry....you wrote 'beside him' - how could I have missed that? Freudian, I'll be bound (bound? even more Freudian..)

[byslantedlight.livejournal.com]

Oh, you get better - Doyle lying on Bodie's stomach, bound... Keep going! *vbg

[byslantedlight.livejournal.com]

Hee - that's okay! I did like your version! And thank you! *vbg*