The first chapter of Everywhere has been posted.
[Go Your Own Way] [As Long as You Follow] [People Still Listen to Fleetwood Mac in the Apocalypse]
Warnings: Some +18 content, occasional smut. Violence, blood, grief, loss. References to sexual violence.
Other Tags: Angst, fluff, domestic bliss, slight age gap, romance, drabbles, one-shots, series, original characters.
Words: 8,448
Summary: “Wasn’t your fault, y’know,” he told her quietly. He held his breath, hoping for any sign of acknowledgment – a soft "I know," or even the faintest sound to indicate she'd heard him – but again, there was only silence. She looked impossibly small, a fragile figure swallowed by the bedding as if trying to fold herself into non-existence through sheer force of will. Finally, he rose from the bed, the springs groaning in protest. “Rest, then,” he conceded tiredly, “I’ll check in on you in a bit.”
He moved towards the door, each step feeling like a betrayal. As he reached the threshold he paused, arrested by a sound so faint it might have been a figment of his imagination - a whisper of 'I love you.’ When he turned back to glance at her, she still hadn’t moved. He lingered in the doorway, fingers absentmindedly tracing the chipped paint of the frame, wondering if she’d said it at all, or it was merely his own desperation given voice by the sympathetic creaks of their old house.
"I love you," he said with quiet conviction, because even if he'd only imagined her lips forming those words, he knew with bone-deep certainty that she needed to hear them from him.
She didn’t respond.
--
A continuation of the GYOW universe - non-linear one-shots, drabbles, snippets, maybe even some AU content.