dstined4gr8ness
Police Officer
This was written for a challenge over at dlchem.net
It is unbetaed so all mistakes are mine.
Enjoy.
Challenge: based on lyrics:
Last night you gave me a kiss, you didn’t know it but I was awake when you did.
You were quiet you were gonna let me sleep
So I just lay there pretending to be.
You said some things you didn’t know I could hear
And the words I love you never sounded so sincere.
The television had long since gone to snow, but Danny didn’t want to move for fear of waking her. It had been and exhausting day and she looked so comfortable. She was lying on the sofa, her head cushioned on the worn .arm of his leather couch, her feet in his lap. He’d seen the fatigue in her eyes at the end of shift. One could hardly blame her. The stress of a high profile case, keeping their relationship afloat and getting ready for Don and Stella’s wedding was really getting to both of them.
The corners of his mouth lifted ever-so-slightly as he thought about his friends. They were experts on keeping a relationship on the dl. No one had had a clue they were anything more than friends until one day Stella’d shown up with a huge rock on here hand and a grin on her face.
With a sigh, Danny carefully lifted her feet and slid from beneath them. He quietly switched off the TV and then cleaned up the remnants of their late dinner. They had come back to his place because it was closer. And because he inherently know that she felt more at home there than at her own apartment.
On his way back from the kitchen he paused and leaned against the door frame. Sometimes she took his breath away by simply being. She was always beautiful to him, but there were moments- like this one- when she was so exquisite it hurt. His heart faltered and his mouth went dry as he studied her. Such a complex mixture of innocence and worldliness, maturity and silliness- flawed perfection.
Danny shook himself out of his musings and pushed off from the door frame and walked to the couch. Her hair had fallen across her face, and he brushed it back tenderly. Her name slipped off his tongue and she stirred slightly. Carefully he picked her up and carried her to the bedroom, all the while whispering into her hair the things he could never say to her when she was awake.
Her could feel her even, shallow breathing warm on his neck, the most comforting of sensations he had ever felt. Funny that something so simple could touch him so deeply. She must have been exhausted because she didn’t stir when he slipped her between the cool sheets.
And as he stood gazing down at her as she lay in his bed he felt his heart pause, trip and then completely bottom out. He loved her. It was simultaneously staggering, liberating and terrifying. It had been a long time coming, sure, but that didn’t lessen the blow. Still struck, he stripped out of his jeans and shirt and slid into the bed next to her.
He toyed with one of her silky curls as he savored the new sensations flowing through him. After that first initial shock work off, he found that a peace had settled in him and he had never felt more right that at that moment. He propped himself up on his elbow and softly said her name, testing. When she didn’t stir, he just smiled, leaned down and kissed her forehead. For the first time in his life he uttered those three not-so-little words to someone other than his mother. His finger ran gently down her cheek once more before he lay down. Had he continued to study her, he would have seen a smile bloom on Lindsay’s face, and a single gleaming tear track down her face and get lost in her hair. Sometimes it paid to pretend.
It is unbetaed so all mistakes are mine.
Enjoy.
Challenge: based on lyrics:
Last night you gave me a kiss, you didn’t know it but I was awake when you did.
You were quiet you were gonna let me sleep
So I just lay there pretending to be.
You said some things you didn’t know I could hear
And the words I love you never sounded so sincere.
The television had long since gone to snow, but Danny didn’t want to move for fear of waking her. It had been and exhausting day and she looked so comfortable. She was lying on the sofa, her head cushioned on the worn .arm of his leather couch, her feet in his lap. He’d seen the fatigue in her eyes at the end of shift. One could hardly blame her. The stress of a high profile case, keeping their relationship afloat and getting ready for Don and Stella’s wedding was really getting to both of them.
The corners of his mouth lifted ever-so-slightly as he thought about his friends. They were experts on keeping a relationship on the dl. No one had had a clue they were anything more than friends until one day Stella’d shown up with a huge rock on here hand and a grin on her face.
With a sigh, Danny carefully lifted her feet and slid from beneath them. He quietly switched off the TV and then cleaned up the remnants of their late dinner. They had come back to his place because it was closer. And because he inherently know that she felt more at home there than at her own apartment.
On his way back from the kitchen he paused and leaned against the door frame. Sometimes she took his breath away by simply being. She was always beautiful to him, but there were moments- like this one- when she was so exquisite it hurt. His heart faltered and his mouth went dry as he studied her. Such a complex mixture of innocence and worldliness, maturity and silliness- flawed perfection.
Danny shook himself out of his musings and pushed off from the door frame and walked to the couch. Her hair had fallen across her face, and he brushed it back tenderly. Her name slipped off his tongue and she stirred slightly. Carefully he picked her up and carried her to the bedroom, all the while whispering into her hair the things he could never say to her when she was awake.
Her could feel her even, shallow breathing warm on his neck, the most comforting of sensations he had ever felt. Funny that something so simple could touch him so deeply. She must have been exhausted because she didn’t stir when he slipped her between the cool sheets.
And as he stood gazing down at her as she lay in his bed he felt his heart pause, trip and then completely bottom out. He loved her. It was simultaneously staggering, liberating and terrifying. It had been a long time coming, sure, but that didn’t lessen the blow. Still struck, he stripped out of his jeans and shirt and slid into the bed next to her.
He toyed with one of her silky curls as he savored the new sensations flowing through him. After that first initial shock work off, he found that a peace had settled in him and he had never felt more right that at that moment. He propped himself up on his elbow and softly said her name, testing. When she didn’t stir, he just smiled, leaned down and kissed her forehead. For the first time in his life he uttered those three not-so-little words to someone other than his mother. His finger ran gently down her cheek once more before he lay down. Had he continued to study her, he would have seen a smile bloom on Lindsay’s face, and a single gleaming tear track down her face and get lost in her hair. Sometimes it paid to pretend.
