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Fic: I Want To Hold Your Hand (Greek, Ashleigh/Rebecca)
Title: I Want To Hold Your Hand
Fandom: Greek
Pairing(s): Ashleigh/Rebecca
Word Count: 150
Rating: PG
Summary: It's pretty much the same thing they do every night.
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femslash100.
"What are you doing?" Rebecca asks, and Ashleigh would have thought it'd be obvious; it's pretty much the same thing they do every night when they're too sad, or too pathetic, or just too exhausted to make it out to Dobbler's. Or to get dressed up in anything that requires more effort than pyjamas.
"The same thing you're doing," she guesses, and feels Rebecca's familiar warmth beside her on the couch a second later.
"Eating leftover Halloween candy and watching scary movies?"
"Exactly."
Rebecca reaches for the candy, her hand brushing Ashleigh's; when they're alone, she talks with her mouth full. "I love bad horror movies."
Which is the point, obviously - the whole point, in case anyone asks, which no-one ever does.
(The part where they cuddle on the couch, hands clasped underneath the blanket, squeezing a little every time the monster jumps out at someone? Is just a bonus.)
Fandom: Greek
Pairing(s): Ashleigh/Rebecca
Word Count: 150
Rating: PG
Summary: It's pretty much the same thing they do every night.
Notes: Written for
femslash100."What are you doing?" Rebecca asks, and Ashleigh would have thought it'd be obvious; it's pretty much the same thing they do every night when they're too sad, or too pathetic, or just too exhausted to make it out to Dobbler's. Or to get dressed up in anything that requires more effort than pyjamas.
"The same thing you're doing," she guesses, and feels Rebecca's familiar warmth beside her on the couch a second later.
"Eating leftover Halloween candy and watching scary movies?"
"Exactly."
Rebecca reaches for the candy, her hand brushing Ashleigh's; when they're alone, she talks with her mouth full. "I love bad horror movies."
Which is the point, obviously - the whole point, in case anyone asks, which no-one ever does.
(The part where they cuddle on the couch, hands clasped underneath the blanket, squeezing a little every time the monster jumps out at someone? Is just a bonus.)