Dec. 18th, 2008 09:11 am
Ficlet: Kiss Me (Hannah (gen) (lotrips))
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fox_confessorKiss Me
Hannah (gen)
300 words
"Hannah's obsessed with kissing, with kisses." Elijah dodges both Hannah's blow and her shocked look; he knows she didn't mean either of them and that earns him a second blow, this one to his shoulder, which he does try to deflect but still doesn’t stop his mouth. "She's kissed all my friends."
"I'm not obsessed. I like to kiss. Who at this table doesn't like to kiss? You make it sound like I'm some kind of sex maniac."
It's at that moment--that exact moment--that all the conversations around them seems to stop and the music pauses as the song changes so that her last words, I'm some kind of sex maniac rings out. Elijah's cackles grow louder, joined and magnified by Orlando's. Hannah covers her mouth with both of her hands and collapses against Dominic's side in her own fit of giggles.
Days later and she’s still being teased, and while it was cute and funny the next morning when she’d been slightly hung over, she knows what’s coming the moment she and Elijah climb into the back of Dominic’s rented car.
“Have you really kissed all of Elijah’s friends?” Orlando asks, twisting in his seat. “Even the girls?”
“Orlando!” She tries to make it sound California cute but when she catches Dominic’s eyes in the rearview mirror, she blushes hard—harder—and has to force herself to laugh along with Elijah who still finds it the funniest thing ever. “I don’t kiss the ones he’s already kissed.”
“That rules you out, then, Orli,” Dominic says, his eyes still on Hannah’s. The merry dance in his bright blue eyes says that he wants her to be shocked by it, but she lifts her chin and keeps her smile placid to show him that it’s old news.
Hannah (gen)
300 words
"Hannah's obsessed with kissing, with kisses." Elijah dodges both Hannah's blow and her shocked look; he knows she didn't mean either of them and that earns him a second blow, this one to his shoulder, which he does try to deflect but still doesn’t stop his mouth. "She's kissed all my friends."
"I'm not obsessed. I like to kiss. Who at this table doesn't like to kiss? You make it sound like I'm some kind of sex maniac."
It's at that moment--that exact moment--that all the conversations around them seems to stop and the music pauses as the song changes so that her last words, I'm some kind of sex maniac rings out. Elijah's cackles grow louder, joined and magnified by Orlando's. Hannah covers her mouth with both of her hands and collapses against Dominic's side in her own fit of giggles.
Days later and she’s still being teased, and while it was cute and funny the next morning when she’d been slightly hung over, she knows what’s coming the moment she and Elijah climb into the back of Dominic’s rented car.
“Have you really kissed all of Elijah’s friends?” Orlando asks, twisting in his seat. “Even the girls?”
“Orlando!” She tries to make it sound California cute but when she catches Dominic’s eyes in the rearview mirror, she blushes hard—harder—and has to force herself to laugh along with Elijah who still finds it the funniest thing ever. “I don’t kiss the ones he’s already kissed.”
“That rules you out, then, Orli,” Dominic says, his eyes still on Hannah’s. The merry dance in his bright blue eyes says that he wants her to be shocked by it, but she lifts her chin and keeps her smile placid to show him that it’s old news.
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And that song is sort of like good-mood-Hannah set to music, isn't it? EEEEE. <3
Also, her EYELASHES. *stare*