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Bones Ficlet: My Heart Told My Head, "This Time Yes."
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Title: My Heart Told My Head, "This Time Yes."
Series: Snowflakes

Characters: Temperance Brennan, Seeley Booth
Rating: K+ or PG
Spoilers:
Through 5x11: The X in the File
Word Count: 300
Prompt: Night
Disclaimer: Bones and its characters belong to FOX, not me. This story is purely meant to entertain. No copyright infringement is intended.
Summary: A brief tag for 5x11: The X in the File.
A/N: Snowflakes is a series of Bones oneshots. I have a 50scenes  prompt table I claimed a gazillion years ago. Writing time is always at a premium these days, and on the random occasions when I have it (read: when my daughter naps), I'm finding it hard to find or create much inspiration. Too much pressure, maybe. Regardless, perhaps these will help.

If you read this, thank you. If you comment, thank you. It's always good to hear what you thought. :)


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My Heart Told My Head, "This Time Yes."

The headlights of their rental car cut a narrow swath ahead of them. Above them hovers only sky, an onyx swatch dotted with brilliant chips of quartz that illuminate the slash of Booth's jaw and transform the summits and valleys of his face into something vaguely mysterious and sublime in its unfamiliarity.

Yet their banter rolls over her with the unconscious ease of respiration. Inhale: he thrusts. Exhale: she parries. The windshield at her back carries the desert night's chill through the insulation of her jacket; she is not cold. Booth's body rests inches from hers -- warm, though they aren't touching, and just present, and Brennan permits herself the luxury of wondering, "What if...?"

What if she crossed into his space, breaching the infinite distance between her desire and their reality? Her mouth forms a sigh as she imagines kissing him, there, with nothing but the desert night and its secrets as witness, and the moment it changes from motion to sound, he instantly turns toward her.

"What?" He cocks an eyebrow.

"Nothing," she replies, with a small smile and a shrug, though she is certain he realizes it's a lie. She has never been one to compromise. But compromise, she's learning, forms the footholds of a relationship. Using her hands, she pushes herself closer to Booth. Her left hand slides through the curve of his right arm, like thread through a waxed needle. Slowly, so slowly, she brings her head to his shoulder. "This is...nice." Staring straight ahead into the darkness, she berates herself for the banality of her word choice.

Then Booth stirs, his chin brushing her head, stilling her self-doubt. "Yeah, it is." Simple words. But he is there; she is there; she peers at sky rather than sifting through soil. That means something, doesn't it?

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I devoured this on ff.net the moment you posted, but wanted to wait to comment here. This stayed with me:

What if she crossed into his space, breaching the infinite distance between her desire and their reality?

I love love love the illusion to the sky above - and I love the idea of Brennan wondering this too.

Beautiful stuff, sweetie! ♥

You are such a writer, to have noticed that. ♥

Thank you, bb. *smooch*

Oh yes: it means something, Brennan!

Their iddy-biddy baby steps are such an almost-old fashioned wonder,aren't they? They're an anachronism - but so wonderful, so lovable.

great job, as always.

Thank you, my dear. ♥

Ha! You're right; they ARE an anachronism. Sweet but frustrating. *g*

BTW, how is your husband doing?

I told myself I was going to catch up with your fics in order, but saw this and had to read. HAD TO. I loved the ep. :D

That scene was lovely, as is this fic. You always seem to find the proper words to describe a perfect scene.

Very nicely written. :)

Aww... Thank you so much, G. *hugs* It means a lot to me that you think I picked the right words; that's half the battle. :)

Am I wrong in thinking that you had stopped reading fic?


I don't read as much as I used to and as much as I liked to.

I saw you had published a few things, and they still are in my 'wish list'. Nowadays I don't have as much time as I had long ago, it sucks.

Season 5 is kind of bringing my faith back on the show and I want to read, let's see if Naia lets me read this weekend. *g*

You have such a wonderful ability to fit so much into so few lines.

Your novel descriptions turns something commonplace, a couple gazing at the stars, into something shiny new. Eg Her left hand slides through the curve of his right arm, like thread through a waxed needle.

Keep writing! Even if those moments you snatch when your daughter naps do not always result in texts you want to post. Sooner or later inspiration will strike.

You have such a wonderful ability to fit so much into so few lines.

Oh, such a lovely comment, coming from you, the queen of just this. ♥

I'm thrilled you liked that bit of description; I enjoyed writing it.

Thank you for the encouragement. It helps. Inspiration seems to be 99% perspiration, at least for me, so your advice is wise.

Thank you for reading and commenting, as always.

Awww! It really is nice. Just the togetherness and the comfort of it. I love that tag.

Thank you so much! Very happy you enjoyed this. :)

But he is there; she is there; she peers at sky rather than sifting through soil. That means something, doesn't it?

Indeed it does! Lovely coda to the episode, really gives it that OOMPH I was hoping for! :)

Thanks very much! I aim to please. :)

"This is...nice." Staring straight ahead into the darkness, she berates herself for the banality of her word choice.

Then Booth stirs, his chin brushing her head, stilling her self-doubt. "

Oh, this. ♥

You write the most gorgeous, soft, but powerful moments.

*mwah* Thank you so much for the generous compliment, honey. :)

Haven't seen any of season 5 yet, but this makes me want to track it down and watch it till I know every little word.

Beautiful imagery from the words you use to convey their relationship (which we know is anything but platonic) and I enjoyed reading it.


I'm so pleased you enjoyed this. Thank you for letting me know that!

Mmm...My first visit to lj after a crazy week and I find a pretty pretty new fic all wrapped up in a bow.

Staring straight ahead into the darkness, she berates herself for the banality of her word choice.

Don't boys and girls always regret their word choices when around each other? Made me smile.

Well I'm glad I could take your mind off your crazy week, even if only for a minute. :) Thanks for commenting!

I adore this. I hadn't realized that scene could get any better, but you made it so. *hugs* Excellent work :D

♥ Aww... Thank you so much!

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