I just realized that I hadn't written any WHR fic since Christmas! That, and I was feeling drabbl-y, and those are always so easy and so much fun to do. XD
Title: Punishment
Rating: PG
Word Count: 148
Author Notes: Written for
whr_drabble's third challenge: Pain.
Robin brushes her hair in front of the mirror, eyes fixed on Amon’s reflection, black-covered limbs sprawled on the sweat-stained sheets of the bed, a frown on his face and a hand clutching tightly the folds of fabric even while asleep. The brush goes down, a peaceful move that feels like habit (and a Once Upon A Time) and an escape from this torture. She makes herself watch the bandages on his torso, stained red with burnt scars that are just about to be born, an ever lasting pattern crossing his skin and created by her own fire (a mistake, an accident, a stain on her conscience).
Down goes the brush, and as her hands shake she pulls harder at her hair, strands getting tangled and falling to the ground like broken convictions.
She forces herself to watch his pain, and as she cries, she makes it hers.
Title: Punishment
Rating: PG
Word Count: 148
Author Notes: Written for
Robin brushes her hair in front of the mirror, eyes fixed on Amon’s reflection, black-covered limbs sprawled on the sweat-stained sheets of the bed, a frown on his face and a hand clutching tightly the folds of fabric even while asleep. The brush goes down, a peaceful move that feels like habit (and a Once Upon A Time) and an escape from this torture. She makes herself watch the bandages on his torso, stained red with burnt scars that are just about to be born, an ever lasting pattern crossing his skin and created by her own fire (a mistake, an accident, a stain on her conscience).
Down goes the brush, and as her hands shake she pulls harder at her hair, strands getting tangled and falling to the ground like broken convictions.
She forces herself to watch his pain, and as she cries, she makes it hers.
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You'd get a kick out of it, I'm sure. Especially the latest.
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