Who Knows Where Who Goes There?
May. 26th, 2008 12:03 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
stillthekeyTitle: Enough
Fandom: The Sims 2/![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
strange_tomato
Character(s): Johnny, Ripp, Ophelia
Rating: K+
And when Johnny wakes up the next morning all he can think is -
this is mine
Ripp is snuggled tightly against his back, a lone arm snaking across Johnny’s side, fingers reaching far enough to just barely touch Ophelia’s hip. Ophelia’s head is buried in Johnny’s chest and she smells like all the world’s flowers wrapped into one beautiful entity.
He is in the middle, which he finds strange and, for some reason, oddly comforting. They surround him from both sides and it’s nothing like he thought it’d be. Ophelia is familiar and she is his, but she is Ripp’s also. And even though Ripp’s body is foreign, his spirit - his soul, is not. The back of Johnny’s neck grows warm at what that could mean.
It’s strange, but not. It’s foreign, but so familiar. Ripp on one side, Ophelia on the other.
He knows that he’s making a bad choice. He can’t possibly believe this is going to work. He can’t really think it will always be like this. There’s no way he’s turning his back on his family, his not-quite planet, his (not-his) cause for this. This small, fading, silly hope.
He has always been the logical one.
But still he doesn’t move.
In the back of his mind he can still hear the words repeating over and over again.
this is mine this is mine this is mine
And it’s enough.
a/n: So did I mention that this is the BEST CHAPTER EVER?!?!
Fandom: The Sims 2/
strange_tomatoCharacter(s): Johnny, Ripp, Ophelia
Rating: K+
And when Johnny wakes up the next morning all he can think is -
this is mine
Ripp is snuggled tightly against his back, a lone arm snaking across Johnny’s side, fingers reaching far enough to just barely touch Ophelia’s hip. Ophelia’s head is buried in Johnny’s chest and she smells like all the world’s flowers wrapped into one beautiful entity.
He is in the middle, which he finds strange and, for some reason, oddly comforting. They surround him from both sides and it’s nothing like he thought it’d be. Ophelia is familiar and she is his, but she is Ripp’s also. And even though Ripp’s body is foreign, his spirit - his soul, is not. The back of Johnny’s neck grows warm at what that could mean.
It’s strange, but not. It’s foreign, but so familiar. Ripp on one side, Ophelia on the other.
He knows that he’s making a bad choice. He can’t possibly believe this is going to work. He can’t really think it will always be like this. There’s no way he’s turning his back on his family, his not-quite planet, his (not-his) cause for this. This small, fading, silly hope.
He has always been the logical one.
But still he doesn’t move.
In the back of his mind he can still hear the words repeating over and over again.
this is mine this is mine this is mine
And it’s enough.
a/n: So did I mention that this is the BEST CHAPTER EVER?!?!
