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Fade Into You (Double Drabble #32)
B/B Mirror Mirror on the Wall - lerdo
Title: Fade Into You  (Double Drabble #32) [I owe the title to Mazzy Star.  If anyone wants the song, let me know; I'll upload it.]
Characters:  Booth, Brennan
Spoilers:  None
Timeline:  Future
Prompt Table:  Romance
Written for:  drabble123
Prompt:  #9 (Memory)
:  PG-13 to be safe.
Word Count: 
Bones and its characters belong to FOX, not me.  This story is purely meant to entertain.  No copyright infringement is intended.

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He knows he doesn't deserve her--knows it in his gut and in his bones--as surely as he knows how many lives he's taken--but he won't give her up.  Can't.  Because the light that dawns in her cloudless eyes as she tilts her head back to look at him feels as real as the sand and the burning sunlight that still fill his mouth.  She smiles, and he gasps, snared by the gentle curvature of lips and cheeks.  The sound echoes in the afternoon stillness, but he's helpless to stop it because the tiny movement hits him squarely in the solar plexus, simultaneously stealing his breath and returning it to him.  

As he sinks into her, she arches her hips and welcomes his weight with a whispered "Booth," disturbing the air around them with that single word.  Not wanting to hear his name, he covers her soft lips with his own--and tastes absolution.  An illusion, of course.  Still, for one bright, hard moment, he wants to forget who and what he is and just be a shadow pressed against her warm skin and pliant muscle.      

Beneath him, she moves, strong fingers digging into his shoulders. He closes his eyes.  Forgetting.  Remembering.

Author's Note: 
My head is killing me.  Why am I boring you with that?  I don't know.  But still, my head is killing me. 

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Double header 'cos I'm catching up. You have tapped into Booth's insecurity very nicely here. He does need Brennan - in this 'verse anyway.

Oh and sympathies for the hurty head. I take feverfew and magnesium but I still got monster migraines. I blame the weather when they come thick and fast.

A ray of sunshine on this too-freaking-cold day.

Same for me, here. Absolutly Lovely.

*smiles* That's lovely; thank you.

Gorgeous, very, very poetic.

And I'm sorry about the hurty head.

This is a spot-on description: "...the light that dawns in her cloudless eyes..."

One of my favorites of this drabble series so far. :)

Thanks very much! I liked that part myself. Emily Deschanel has gorgeous eyes...

yay, I read the second one...loved seeing two in one day :)

Really glad you're enjoying reading these. Thank you for commenting, as always.

She makes him feel safe when he's insecure :D Love that
Hope you get better hun :) *hugs*

Thanks for the lovely review, Sara. They're good for each other. :)
*hugs you back*

Oh, oh, oh, it’s absolutely delicious ♥ ♥ ♥
I love your Booth, he is so lost sometimes. But she is his savior *sigh*


It's beautiful :)
Thank you and I hope your head is feeling better .

Glad you liked this. Thank you! And my head did feel better the next day. :)

Aw, Booth don't be so insecure! You're a good maaaaan! Very bittersweet though.

Thanks, Sarah. I agree that it's bittersweet.

You made a beautiful one.
I hope you feel better today *hugs*

*hugs you back* Thank you, Foxy. Your icon is adorable. :)

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