Inspired by the song "All These Things That I've Done" by The Killers (the connection is there in my head, I just hope I'm not the only one who can see it), written for the Original Fic Ficathon Mark 2 held by tsuki_no_bara. Many, many thanks to saba1789 for the beta - any remaining mistakes are my fault alone.
All These Things
... and then the darkness overcame him, fell over him like a thick and soft cloth, numbing and deafening him. Henry felt...
Henry felt...
Peter leant back, his fingers still on the keys of his laptop, awaitening the next words to type.
Henry felt...
Damn! What the fuck did Henry feel?
Peter's right hand left the keyboard, blindly reaching for the ever-existent cup of coffee - which was, of course, cold by now. Wonderful.
With a sigh Peter pushed his glasses back up his nose and then stretched a bit, turning his head to the window on his right side. It was really a lovely day, sunny and warm, but not too hot, with a gentle breeze... maybe he should go out for a bit, catch a little fresh air? Yes, that sounded good... ( Collapse )