Do You Know How Many Times
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zolac_no_mikoTitle: Do You Know How Many Times [1/1]
Continuity: Comics!verse, post-Crisis
Rating: T
Characters/Pairings: Tim Drake; Tim/Kon
Word Count: 107
Summary: Kon-El is dead. Tim is having issues with this.
Warnings: A swear word. Angst. No spoilers... unless someone missed the part where Kon was dead for a while? Oops, spoiled that one for you.
Disclaimer: The characters in this story are © DC Entertainment Inc. and Warner Bros. Entertainment. All content is fictional and for entertainment purposes only, not for profit.
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I catch myself staring up at the clouds, squinting, straining to see. I thought I saw– just a speck– there. It's moving. My heart squeezes painfully and my breath catches in my throat because maybe– maybe—
...It's a bird. No, a plane. I tear my eyes away angrily. It could be a fucking weather balloon, could be anything, it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter, none of it matters because it isn't, it can't be, it's never going to be you.
Kon—
...Kon.
It kills me. Every day it feels like dying because it's never going to be you. Not ever... no matter how many times I look.
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Notes. Inspired by the song "Beloved" by VNV Nation, and specifically this line: "My beloved, do you know how many times I stared at clouds thinking that I saw you there?" Fic was necessary, y/y? ...This is what happens when I listen to my iPod and think about Bats at the same time. Which I do eight hours a day, five days a week. Sometimes fic happens. Go figure.
Continuity: Comics!verse, post-Crisis
Rating: T
Characters/Pairings: Tim Drake; Tim/Kon
Word Count: 107
Summary: Kon-El is dead. Tim is having issues with this.
Warnings: A swear word. Angst. No spoilers... unless someone missed the part where Kon was dead for a while? Oops, spoiled that one for you.
Disclaimer: The characters in this story are © DC Entertainment Inc. and Warner Bros. Entertainment. All content is fictional and for entertainment purposes only, not for profit.
Posted to
robin_fans, mrsarcastic_tim, timkon, batfic.* * *
I catch myself staring up at the clouds, squinting, straining to see. I thought I saw– just a speck– there. It's moving. My heart squeezes painfully and my breath catches in my throat because maybe– maybe—
...It's a bird. No, a plane. I tear my eyes away angrily. It could be a fucking weather balloon, could be anything, it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter, none of it matters because it isn't, it can't be, it's never going to be you.
Kon—
...Kon.
It kills me. Every day it feels like dying because it's never going to be you. Not ever... no matter how many times I look.
* * *
Notes. Inspired by the song "Beloved" by VNV Nation, and specifically this line: "My beloved, do you know how many times I stared at clouds thinking that I saw you there?" Fic was necessary, y/y? ...This is what happens when I listen to my iPod and think about Bats at the same time. Which I do eight hours a day, five days a week. Sometimes fic happens. Go figure.
