Post by xoutxtonightx on May 7, 2006 17:08:26 GMT -5
Ok, well I found this very wonderful board today (thanks to a user on ff.net!) and well I so needed to register!
But you didn't need to know that...lol
Point is, I have a fic going, and what the hey, I want to share it some more! Enjoy!
P.S
This first chapter is just really fluffiness, but it gets better (so far I have 3 chapters done, just to let you know!)
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Chapter 1
Christmas was a time of celebration and joy. It was meant as a time to come together as a family and love each other. To exert the true Christmas spirit. And this one particular bohemian family in the East Village of New York, Alphabet City to be exact, really showed the true meaning of Christmas. With the events of tragedy, miracles, and love over the past year, they felt closer than ever. With numerous events of miracles, tradgedy, and a lot of love, these friends were closer than most families, come to think of it.
Christmas Eve, however, was scary, to say the least. The youngest member of this bohemian family came to near death. She returned, though. She turned around in that bright tunnel. She came back to be with her love, and to hear his song. That night, after her deadly fever broke, she still felt weak (the after effects of her illness). Maureen, Joanne, and Collins had bid their farewells, promising to see them all bright and early tomorrow morning. Mark had headed to bed, knowing the couple would want some alone time.
The Night Before (Christmas Eve)
"Night guys!" Mark said before leaving to his room. He stopped in the doorway, turning around to face them for the last time that night.
"Mimi...Roger?"
"Yea"
"It's good to have you guys back...I really missed you...both of you." Mimi got off her spot on the table, wobbling a bit on her weak legs, Roger rushing to her side. She shooed him, assuring him she could do it on her own, and she strode over to Mark, enveloping him in a big, tight hug.
"I missed you, too, Mark" she said. Roger followed suit, shaking Mark's hand, then moving into a brotherly hug. Teary eyed, he told Mark he, too, really missed him. Mark said his goodnights, again, and left the two alone. Remembering only a year before, the two smiled widely. Mimi swayed and Roger immediatly caught her. He gave her a concerned look, more loving and more caring than anyone ever gave her one. She smiled flirtatiously and whispered in a sweet voice "Just haven't eaten much today, at least the room stopped spinning anyway." He chuckled lightly, putting one arm around her back and one under her knees, lifting her up off her weak legs. She giggled like a little girl before yawning.
"You're not staying home alone, tonight, you know that right?"
"What did you have in mind?" she said coyly.
"Mimi, I'm serious. You can take my bed and I'll take the couch."
Before being able to protest she yawned again, resting her head against his muscular chest. His breaths caused his chest to soothingly move out and in, a sweet remedy to Mimi. She smiled and closed her eyes.
Roger carried her back to his room, taking her jacket off and laying her down gently. He took the blanket and spread it over her cold body. She smiled graciously at him and he smiled just seeing her again. He leaned down and kissed her softly on the cheek, moving to her ear and whispering.
"I love you so much, Mimi. Don't you ever forget that."
"I love you too, Roger. So much."
He turned to leave, but she grabbed his hand. Her pleading eyes searched his.
"Please don't leave me alone, Roger."
"Mimi, I'll just be right out in-"
"Roger, please. For me."
He couldn't say no to the puppy eyes and the terrified voice of his love. He kicked off his shoes and put his infamous leather jacket on a nearby chair. He crawled under the blanket, squeezing in next to Mimi. He wrapped his arms aroud her body to find her shivering, which slowly stopped as he held her closer.
"Mimi, you're shivering"
"I always shiver without you."
Roger rubbed her arms up and down continuously, attempting to warm her up. He held her closer and tighter to his muscular chest, making her feel safer and warmer.
"I'll warm you up and never leave again, Mimi. Never."
The two drifted off into a deep, comtempt sleep, smiling as they dreamt of each other...
(END of Flashback)
They went to sleep smiling, and they woke up the same. Mimi smiled softly at Roger, kissing him gently on his lips.
"I could get used to this" he groaned. "I could get used to waking up to you every morning." He leaned in to kiss her on the lips, his soon colliding with hers. He leaned her back, intensifying the kiss by each moment. She opened her mouth slightly, letting his tounge slide into her mouth, intertwining with hers.
"I could get used to it, too." she pulled away, catching her breath. They smiled at each, giving one last peck, before Roger got up out of bed.
"Coffee?"
"Uh, I don't feel like moving" Mimi groaned.
"Then I'll just have to help, I guess"
"Wha-ROGER!" She laughed and squealed as he threw her over his shoulder, carrying her out into the other room. He sat her down on the couch and she tried to catch her breath from laughing and squealing so much.
"Now, my love, would you like some coffee?" he said once again, grinning widely.
"Do I have much of a choice?" she laughed out.
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Love it? Hate it? R&R, and I'll get chapter 2 up ASAP!!
But you didn't need to know that...lol
Point is, I have a fic going, and what the hey, I want to share it some more! Enjoy!
P.S
This first chapter is just really fluffiness, but it gets better (so far I have 3 chapters done, just to let you know!)
______________________________________
Chapter 1
Christmas was a time of celebration and joy. It was meant as a time to come together as a family and love each other. To exert the true Christmas spirit. And this one particular bohemian family in the East Village of New York, Alphabet City to be exact, really showed the true meaning of Christmas. With the events of tragedy, miracles, and love over the past year, they felt closer than ever. With numerous events of miracles, tradgedy, and a lot of love, these friends were closer than most families, come to think of it.
Christmas Eve, however, was scary, to say the least. The youngest member of this bohemian family came to near death. She returned, though. She turned around in that bright tunnel. She came back to be with her love, and to hear his song. That night, after her deadly fever broke, she still felt weak (the after effects of her illness). Maureen, Joanne, and Collins had bid their farewells, promising to see them all bright and early tomorrow morning. Mark had headed to bed, knowing the couple would want some alone time.
The Night Before (Christmas Eve)
"Night guys!" Mark said before leaving to his room. He stopped in the doorway, turning around to face them for the last time that night.
"Mimi...Roger?"
"Yea"
"It's good to have you guys back...I really missed you...both of you." Mimi got off her spot on the table, wobbling a bit on her weak legs, Roger rushing to her side. She shooed him, assuring him she could do it on her own, and she strode over to Mark, enveloping him in a big, tight hug.
"I missed you, too, Mark" she said. Roger followed suit, shaking Mark's hand, then moving into a brotherly hug. Teary eyed, he told Mark he, too, really missed him. Mark said his goodnights, again, and left the two alone. Remembering only a year before, the two smiled widely. Mimi swayed and Roger immediatly caught her. He gave her a concerned look, more loving and more caring than anyone ever gave her one. She smiled flirtatiously and whispered in a sweet voice "Just haven't eaten much today, at least the room stopped spinning anyway." He chuckled lightly, putting one arm around her back and one under her knees, lifting her up off her weak legs. She giggled like a little girl before yawning.
"You're not staying home alone, tonight, you know that right?"
"What did you have in mind?" she said coyly.
"Mimi, I'm serious. You can take my bed and I'll take the couch."
Before being able to protest she yawned again, resting her head against his muscular chest. His breaths caused his chest to soothingly move out and in, a sweet remedy to Mimi. She smiled and closed her eyes.
Roger carried her back to his room, taking her jacket off and laying her down gently. He took the blanket and spread it over her cold body. She smiled graciously at him and he smiled just seeing her again. He leaned down and kissed her softly on the cheek, moving to her ear and whispering.
"I love you so much, Mimi. Don't you ever forget that."
"I love you too, Roger. So much."
He turned to leave, but she grabbed his hand. Her pleading eyes searched his.
"Please don't leave me alone, Roger."
"Mimi, I'll just be right out in-"
"Roger, please. For me."
He couldn't say no to the puppy eyes and the terrified voice of his love. He kicked off his shoes and put his infamous leather jacket on a nearby chair. He crawled under the blanket, squeezing in next to Mimi. He wrapped his arms aroud her body to find her shivering, which slowly stopped as he held her closer.
"Mimi, you're shivering"
"I always shiver without you."
Roger rubbed her arms up and down continuously, attempting to warm her up. He held her closer and tighter to his muscular chest, making her feel safer and warmer.
"I'll warm you up and never leave again, Mimi. Never."
The two drifted off into a deep, comtempt sleep, smiling as they dreamt of each other...
(END of Flashback)
They went to sleep smiling, and they woke up the same. Mimi smiled softly at Roger, kissing him gently on his lips.
"I could get used to this" he groaned. "I could get used to waking up to you every morning." He leaned in to kiss her on the lips, his soon colliding with hers. He leaned her back, intensifying the kiss by each moment. She opened her mouth slightly, letting his tounge slide into her mouth, intertwining with hers.
"I could get used to it, too." she pulled away, catching her breath. They smiled at each, giving one last peck, before Roger got up out of bed.
"Coffee?"
"Uh, I don't feel like moving" Mimi groaned.
"Then I'll just have to help, I guess"
"Wha-ROGER!" She laughed and squealed as he threw her over his shoulder, carrying her out into the other room. He sat her down on the couch and she tried to catch her breath from laughing and squealing so much.
"Now, my love, would you like some coffee?" he said once again, grinning widely.
"Do I have much of a choice?" she laughed out.
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Love it? Hate it? R&R, and I'll get chapter 2 up ASAP!!
