TITLE: Suspended Peace AUTHOR: alaira SPOILERS: Not really. RATING: PG. ARCHIVE: ask first, svp. SUMMARY: Awake she is intense, fiery, but when asleep, all of her lines seem to soften. NOTE: Don't know what possessed me to write Toby/Andrea. Quite possibly it was femslashqueen, though this is, I think, significantly different.
At night, it still feels like she is his.
During the day, he is busy with work, and so is she, but possibly in between she has lunch with men who aren't him-- what more they have, he doesn't know. He doesn't want to know.
Awake she is intense, fiery, but when asleep, all of her lines seem to soften.
And she comes home still, and sleeps with him in their bed. She covers with a thin sheet, pulling it over her shoulder and tight around her neck. He wraps his arm around the sheet, wanting to be close, but not so close she pulls away.
He doesn't know how long this will last, this suspended peace. He's terrified of waking up and finding that she's gone; most nights he simply doesn't fall asleep.
But he cherishes these sleepless nights, because at night, it still feels like she is his.