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shallownessChecking that I've posted everything I produced this year where I should (guess what end-of-your round-up I'm working on.)
Title: and the bees made honey in the lion's head
Fandom: Top of the Lake
Rating: Teen
Characters/Pairing: Johnno/Robin
Word count: 296
First posted: 6 August 2013
Summary: Written for the prompt: top of the lake, johnno/robin; and the bees made honey in the lion's head at a commentficathon.
Disclaimer: Not profiting from this.
Author's Note: I’d seen up to episode 4 when I wrote it.
and the bees made honey in the lion's head: shallowness
Johnno came back, never thinking she would, but she did, she came back to say terrible things about Tui. After that, he thought of Robin more than he should have. More about her than what she said, and he thought about that plenty.
They found a drowned man together.
He went to church for a bit, just 'cause it made his dad mad, then the old man got wise and started to say it was a good thing. Matt didn't quite threaten to go along too, didn't need to, Johnno was young enough then that it worked. Strange what stays with you.
There was prison too, where he'd grab hold of anything, any word from anyone - a charlatan or a holy man.
And then he came back, looking for space.
He goes back to the table at the bar, Robin on his lips as he talks and drinks like nothing has changed, like he won’t carry her ragged gasps with him everywhere. He’d thought that he’d never hear anything from her after her screams. He didn’t know what he was looking for when he came back home.
She offers up her neck. He takes it before the words forming in his throat come out.
Sometimes she stills, watching him and, mostly, he can wait. Then there’s the fierce way her fingers tug at his hair and she kisses him.
When the words come out anyway, he means what he says, what he couldn’t say before.
Sometimes, he goes outside for a walk that turns into a run because he’s too full of thoughts, of memories and the feelings that they bring. But Robin does it too. She runs, he follows, or it's the other way around, and they never get too far from the lake.
Fin
Feedback is always welcome.
Title: and the bees made honey in the lion's head
Fandom: Top of the Lake
Rating: Teen
Characters/Pairing: Johnno/Robin
Word count: 296
First posted: 6 August 2013
Summary: Written for the prompt: top of the lake, johnno/robin; and the bees made honey in the lion's head at a commentficathon.
Disclaimer: Not profiting from this.
Author's Note: I’d seen up to episode 4 when I wrote it.
Johnno came back, never thinking she would, but she did, she came back to say terrible things about Tui. After that, he thought of Robin more than he should have. More about her than what she said, and he thought about that plenty.
They found a drowned man together.
He went to church for a bit, just 'cause it made his dad mad, then the old man got wise and started to say it was a good thing. Matt didn't quite threaten to go along too, didn't need to, Johnno was young enough then that it worked. Strange what stays with you.
There was prison too, where he'd grab hold of anything, any word from anyone - a charlatan or a holy man.
And then he came back, looking for space.
He goes back to the table at the bar, Robin on his lips as he talks and drinks like nothing has changed, like he won’t carry her ragged gasps with him everywhere. He’d thought that he’d never hear anything from her after her screams. He didn’t know what he was looking for when he came back home.
She offers up her neck. He takes it before the words forming in his throat come out.
Sometimes she stills, watching him and, mostly, he can wait. Then there’s the fierce way her fingers tug at his hair and she kisses him.
When the words come out anyway, he means what he says, what he couldn’t say before.
Sometimes, he goes outside for a walk that turns into a run because he’s too full of thoughts, of memories and the feelings that they bring. But Robin does it too. She runs, he follows, or it's the other way around, and they never get too far from the lake.
Fin
Feedback is always welcome.
