#simi drabble

[anautumncarol]

untitled #1

300 words, simi, fluff

The cool breeze never bothered Sebastian much. Not in the early morning spring walks with his childhood dog to catch the sunset over hills of greenery. Not biking around campus in college winters, jacket tight againts his torso as his legs got him places his frozen hands on the handlebar struggled to guide. Especially not in late autumn nights, hand nestled deep in his lover's jacket and heart warmed by the presence by him.

The night had started to creep up an inch earlier day by day. Nature always seemed to still at such moments, waiting patiently for cues to adapt, to learn and put life on hold for a few months. Something in Sebastian's body thrummed at the frequency of the weather, an internal clock designed to hold him to such timing. As nature took its toll, as it took its time, so did Sebastian's heart, so did his habits, so did his love.

But Sebastian didn't need to accelerate his life. Sebastian didn't need to accelerate his love.

With Kimi's eyes to overlook him, Sebastian could do just about anything. And if such thing was to sit back and let the tapestry where their souls entwined work its course, then so be it. With Kimi's eyes to overlook them, Sebastian could just about agree to anything. Anything felt possible. Everything was possible. And if the course the universe decided to take was to wound him in Kimi's arms, shielded from the cool of the breeze, then all Sebastian could do was kneel before such grace and accept its gift.

Kimi had always been the sacrificial altar to his devotion anyway. Born from rocks and carved with utmost care to honour the only thing in this world holier than them, the only thing holier than life; a union of passions, a congregation of hearts, an amalgam of hope.

A harmony of love.

The wind sung its apraisal through the late evening, tapping a rythm of adoration against Sebastian's eardrum. A song of faith to Kimi and Kimi only turning to a quiet shiver down a well covered spine.

But it wasn't much. The cool breeze never bothered Sebastian much.

[iglooracing]

Could I please request Simi and chickens for the one word prompt please?

hey absolutely! thank you for sending a prompt :)) i don't really "ship" simi, so this will be more fluffy than anything (i hope that's okay!)

"they aren't going to bite you," seb chuckles as he comes up behind kimi, which causes the finn to jump slightly.

seb laughs and squeezes kimi's shoulder reassuringly. in his other hand he holds a pail of feed.

kimi gives him a sideways glance, which only causes seb to laugh harder.

"mostly because they don't have teeth," he teases and gives kimi a wink. kimi, bless him, blushes slightly at the attention.

"i know, but..." kimi trails off with a shrug.

seb moves to stand next to kimi, who's now peering around the fenced-in area where seb let's his chickens run with a somewhat worried expression.

seb leans his head in to check on kimi and smiles, bringing his hand back up to rub over kimi's back reassuringly. he feel kimi relax slightly under his touch and his smile widens.

"it'll be fine, i'll go in with you, yeah?" seb coaxes as he slides his hand down kimi's arm. he squeezes kimi's wrist gently and hums. kimi nods in agreement.

"now remember i told you earlier, they'll get excited about the feed but they don't mean to be agressive, they're just hungry," seb explains as he leads kimi over to the gate, still keeping a loose hold on the finn's wrist.

he takes kimi shuffling willingly behind him as a good sign and when they make it into the enclosure and secure the gate behind them he steps slightly in front of kimi as a slight barrier between him and the birds.

once seb starts spreading some feed on the ground it's a clucking, feathery whirlwind at their feet.

"holy shit," kimi mumbles quietly. the genuine surprise in kimi's voice makes seb laugh out loud and he leans backwards into kimi's chest.

"they're crazy," kimi mumbles by seb's ear.

"mmm, a bit," seb agrees before holding the half empty pail up to kimi. "want to try?"

seb turns his head to see kimi's wide eyed expression and he smirks.

"oh, i don't know, you're doing okay on your own y'know.." kimi mumbles and shrugs.

seb rolls his eyes and takes kimi's hand in his before placing them both into the pail. "just a bit?"

kimi sighs next to him, but seb doesn't feel his hand tense up beneath his, so he continues to grab a handful of feed for them.

"you're a pain in my ass," kimi deadpans, but seb thinks he hears a touch of fondness there.

the deadpan comment makes seb laugh nonetheless, and he feels kimi's breathy laugh at the nape of his neck before they throw some feed out for the chickens.

[anautumncarol]

coming home

fluff, 332 words, longing for home

ao3 link

Sebastian wasn't one for cities. He remembers kids ranting about how they yearned to trade forests of evergreens for jungles of concrete in high school, but his soul had never managed to feel whole when walking streets lined in his own distorted reflection. Sure his apartment made for a nice house, but despite the memorabilia scattered over the place, it never failed to leave him longing for a home. The feeling of completion was never more than a perverted nostalgia for green meadows and the feeling of cool, clear air clubbing reddened cheeks.

Sebastian wasn't one for cities.

And neither was Kimi.

Kimi had appeared in his life like an augury. A man of mystique. A man of few words. A man of cool eyes and tight lipped smiles. A man of strong arms, canvas to tattoos each more ridiculous than the last. A man of warm hands and scalding touch. A man of comfort and completion.

A man synonym to home.

Kimi's distate for cities came hand in hand with the nostalgia of snow ridden ski slopes; of frozen-over seas; of biting winds numbing limbs attempting to steer sleds. Kimi's distate of city was a blur of icy blues and pearlescent whites. Sebastian's a watercolour of shades of greens, off set by the distinct brown of oak bark. Yet when huddled up in each other's arms, slotting into one another, souls alining like pieces of a jigsaw puzzle, they painted landscapes of snowed over cedar pine and fir.

Sebastian wasn't one for cities. But when tucked away in this place in space dedicated to him and Kimi, he could ignore for a second, a minute, an hour that what was waiting for him outside was something other than the set for another summer adventure. Here, tucked away between sturdy arms, tracing over strokes of ink, each forming a sight sillier than the previous, Seb didn't need evergreens to feel his soul resting, nestled even closer to an all too familiar one.

[anautumncarol]

kimi räikkönen from sauber farms

800 words, cowgirl lesbians, mcd (mentioned where it is), link to ao3

Sebi's lungs burnt, the wind assailing them as the roof of her mouth dried faster than the saline plains of Death Valley. Every hit of the mare's hooves against the uneaven flooring of the field reverberated up her spine, a bundle of tension forming at the base of her nape. The mare's mane grated at her finger tips, knuckles the colour of mountain tops in the midst of December. Sebi could feel the denim of her pants grating against the blood bay of the mare's coat, silken coat dulling at every electron ripped, sturdy muscles underneath twitching at every hit of her legs.

But the pain was exhilirating.

And Sebi had never breathed in a high of this magnitude. Tendrils of death wrapped around her ankles; threatening twisted paths up her denim-clad legs, pulling her back to monotony; pulling her back to clean-cut, dictated virtues; pulling her back to the agonising hiding and restraining of repressed pulses. But Sebi had already stolen the horse. Sebi was already trying her luck at her riding the mare. Sebi would in no time find herself kneeling by the feet of Kimi Räikkönen of Sauber farms, imploring her to be her bride.

The ring rest heavy in her jacket's pocket, repeatedly banging against her chest like a commander to her heartbeat. The very heart that beat solely for the owner of the ring - for its one and onely holder. Sebi's heart had long not belonged to her. All it had taken was one glance at golden blonde hair and eyes clear as a mid-August sky gazing at her; indifferent, calculating, cold, and Sebi had given up all custody of her bodily functions. She lived for Kimi and Kimi only. And today Kimi would be brought to grasp the sword of Damocles. If Sebi was to die, it could only be in the arms of Kimi Räikkönen.

And if she were to live, it could only be by Kimi Räikkönen's side.

The lights of Sauber farms were beacons of hope in the blood red of the setting sun, dimming shadows of rocky mountains a picturesque backdrop to her destiny. Sebi's ears rung from the wind-wild hair whipping their shell. Honey pigtails let loose to the chilling wind, the speed was exhilerating, a past blur in the horizon now took on the shape of uneaven roofs and red painted barns.

Reality morphed, delirium racing through her veins, absorbing through every molecule of her being, every atom vibrating at the frequency of insanity. Sebi was righteous. Sebi had never missed a day of Church. Sebi believed in the good Lord above. Sebi had never stolen, cheated, gambled or even drunk be it a single sip of alcohol. Sebi was as virtuous as they came, it was only right the good Lord above would grant her the one thing she'd ever asked for, the very person she'd dared lust after.

The figure of whom she could now decipher through her bedroom window. Endless plains of soft, porcelain skin Sebi would shake Hell, Purgatory and Heaven for a taste of. The figure stilled, baby blue blouse half unbuttoned before electrifying eyes peaked a glance through the window, widening at the sight of Sebi grinning back, smile just an inch too wide for soundness. Kimi's mouth opened, eyes never leaving Sebi's dillated pupils.

Every second Sebi inched closer to the farmhouse. Every second the tension between their unwavering eyecontact grew. Every second Sebi came closer to imminent downfall.

One second her eyes were laser focused on Kimi's angelic form, overhead light illuminating a halo behind her head. A second later her eyes were millimeters from the floor, blurring at the sight of crimson seeping into dirt brown. Seering pain pierced through her skull, barely able to comprehend what exactly happened as her conscious slipped, the stinging smell of burning flesh and a blistering pain paralysing her spine the last thing it registered.

Sebi should have expected it. Mr Räikkönen was particularly known for being hot-headed, trigger finger always ready to sentence whatever inconvenience. It had been a dangerous endeavour, a danger Sebi should have contemplated longer than she had.

The ring stilled against her chest, loyal heartbeat following suit. The nightly breeze toyed with her hair, honey blonde matted red. The pearly gates of Heaven surely were far darker - closer to wild-fire carbonated ebony - than she'd anticipated. Alas, it was what she earnt for attempting to close the door in old death's face.

A day later it would be uncovered, a crassly moulded silver band, home to a delicate piece of turquoise. A ring just like any other amateurishly made in the region. What had caught the attention of the sheriff though, had been the words crudely carved on the inside of the band.

Oh beloved, Kimi, don't deceive me.

[anautumncarol]

what about 75 for simi for the wrapped drabbles? ✨

i could be all that and above

simi + BTBT by B.I, 300 words, for wrapped drabbles (instructions here)

Adrenaline never failed to pump in Seb's veins in situations like these; one foot above the void, the other deeply anchored into weathered concrete. City lights painted a disorienting night sky in purples, blues and pinks, yet his eyes couldn't look away from stark white of a sun. His sun.

Kimi smirked at him, opening the door of the hovericle, a silent invitation for Seb to hop in. As Sebastian's feet left solid ground, the void didn't exist, couldn't exist. Weightless, his arm reached for Kimi's outstretched hand. The hovericle had been hot-wired, the man couldn't stop the movement halfway in the air, it was up to Sebastian to time his jump perfectly.

And as leather clad hands wrapped around his forearm, Seb knew, that as always, he'd made it.

The hovericle veered forwards, trajectory slightly offset by Kimi's focus on the boy beside him. Seb only smiled at him, sitting etiquette long forgotten as his hands reached up the Kimi's face, pulling their lips flush together, the cool metal of his partner's lip ring a pleasant contrast to the feverish surface of his adrenaline flushed body.

Kimi's hand slid upwards, fingers slowly wrapping around Seb's digits until it all but caged his hand against Kimi's cheek. Seb sighed into the kiss, the sound sucked and swallowed by Kimi's eager lips before retreating from Seb's to a more acceptable distance. Gently pushing Seb back to sit on his seat, fingers still entwined with his, Kimi's eyes focused back on what lied before them.

Seb never was quite sure where he'd end up. He never quite cared. As he sat on the hovericle's passanger seat, hand resting in Kimi's, all he could muster care for was the man beside him, and the overwhelming, all-consuming warmth he could bring him with just a raise of his lips, just a wave of his hand, just a press to his lips.

Kimi was Seb's. And Seb was Kimi's. Just two souls dancing to the comforting buzz of neon-city nightlife and the promise of each other.

[anautumncarol]

SIMI BUT....AS RUMI AND JINU AT THE END OF KDH

(Break my heart)

what it sounds like

simi, 636 words, part of fever reqs

They say Betrayal can only happen if you love.

By God did Sebastian wish he'd learnt to shield his heart.

He'd never expected to be like this, never expected to fold so quickly at a glimpse of icey blue eyes, silky blond hair, and an impassive scowl. He'd never expected to be so intwined with someone in so little time. He'd never expected to meet someone who simply got it. Got him.

He'd least of all expected that someone to go behind his back and attempt to allow hell to reign Earth.

Sebastian knew he should have kept his guard up. Knew it'd been too good to be true. But there was just something about Kimi that he couldn't shake. Something that screamed of silent understanding, that reeked of comfort and comprehension.

Sebastian wasn't a stranger to self loathing, he'd practically been brought up shaped around it. A dark looming mass creeping above his head, ready to lash out every second of his life. And Kimi understood that. Knew exactly what it was like to be the very thing you hate the most. Kimi understood what it was like to be your own worse enemy.

Yet it hadn't been enough. Here Sebastian was, fighting back an unmovable force with all his insufficient might, losing strength as Evil pushed him to his limit in mere seconds. He'd found a glimmer of hope, only for it to be squashed out like a bug. This situation was no more hopeful than a uphill battle against an army while donning a mere butterknife…

…until it wasn't.

Sebastian stumbled forward, near missing nicking his hand on his blade. His first thought was, that's me done. He braced himself for… he wasn't quite sure actually. Not many people lived to tell the tale of what getting your soul sucked was like.

His eyes refocused, half expecting to be burning through a haze of pinks and purples. Only to be met with dark shoes and an all too familiar voice.

"Sebi," Seb looked up, meeting Kimi's pained face, angelic features painted in dark lines, like thorns around the fences to Eden.

His eyes wetted, disbelief evident even to him as he muttered, "Kimi, no!"

"I'm sorry for everything," Kimi's face looked too apologetic, the expression etching painful lines in silk soft skin. Sebastian wanted to feel it beneath his fingertips one last time.

"No," he blinked furiously, feeling the tears escape his eyes, tracing rivers down his cheeks, "I wanted to set you free."

"You did," Kimi's eyes softened, his body fading out, flickering in flames of pink, "you gave me my soul back."

Sebastian's heart cracked. His head buzzed in a choir of "no"s, the word teasing his tongue, futile before the choking of his voice. He wanted to move, wanted to pull Kimi back to safety, back into his arms. But his body was static, in no more motion than a statue.

"And now…" Kimi's voice was breaking, fading away by the second, exhaustion crystal clear. Sebastian looked back at him, eyes bearing into Kimi's. Kimi's shone in fondness. Seb's heart shattered, the pressure in the cracks giving up, "I give it to you."

Seb's body finally reacted, one hand grabbing his sword as the other reached out to Kimi's form. A split second late. Seb's hand found emptiness as his eyes were glazed over in blue clearer than Kimi's eyes. Blue light that was making its way straight to Sebastian's blade.

Sebastian took a step back, blinking away stray tears. Foot anchored to the floor, sword a comfortable weight in his hands. Maybe Kimi wasn't here in front of him anymore, but by God was he going to make the best of his last gift.

And with that in mind, his legs bent, and his feet left the ground.