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Fandom, Character +/ Character, Prompt
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+ Good Omens, Aziraphale/Crowley, Lockdown pastime
+ Star Trek (any tv), ensemble, A Day In The Life
+ DuckTales (2017), Scrooge McDuck & ensemble, Family
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Ros Myers watched her dispassionately. “I wouldn’t be so sure of that,” she thought. She nodded to the two French agents who were now going through the barriers. The agreement Ros had come to was that the woman could leave London safely; if she somehow failed to make her connecting flight in Paris, then that wasn’t Ros’ fault.
Ros turned, she had time to grab a coffee before heading back to the Grid.
His momma told him that when he was a little boy. He kept those words in his heart all through his life. Love is pure and good and stronger than any evil force. Powerful enough to withstand any storm. TK had been through the storm of love. His last romance flared out, and for a little while he thought his mother’s words were a lie.
Then, he met Carlos. The handsome man with a heart of gold who loved him with every breath he took. A little smile comes to her lips as she thinks of happily ever after, a home to come all their own. Upon walking into the house, the sweet smell of cookies will wave hello and make his mouth water and TK giggles when he sees Carlos in the kitchen cooking, dawning a ‘kiss the cook’ apron.
Their little cottage in the woods was a glimmer of goodness; it was cozy and warm, and gloriously filled with love and happiness. Even the lingering exhaustion of long days at work made purely good by the way Carlos cuddled him, hugging him gently. When TK lays in his arms, he feels cozy and safe, wave after wave of pure joy wash over him when Carlos presses a gentle kiss to his forehead.
TK grins like a fool in love, his fingers twist into the soft cloth of his Carlos’ shirt to bring him closer to kiss his sweet lips. Carlos tastes as sweet as honey, smile as warm as the sun, and his eyes as beautiful as a diamond sky.
TK smiles fondly, his cheeks are warm and rosy. Sleep is slowly coming to him, he cannot keep his eyes open much longer, he is in a cocoon of warmth and love, and Carlos’ embrace makes TK feel calm and heavenly peaceful. Carlos gives him a fond squeeze and one last kiss goodnight, and TK closes his eyes, basks in the love washing over him. As Carlos gently rocks him to sleep, TK smiles as he clings to the promise of another day in paradise.
♥ END ♥