So
Far (a piece in five senses): shallowness
Fandom: Penelope
Pairing: Canon het.
(Penelope/Johnny)
Rating: Universal.
Summary: Post-film ficlet.
Disclaimer: None of the
characters are mine, and I make no profit from this fan-written fiction.
Author's Note: I wrote this straight after seeing the
film, and tidied it and typed it up recently, having watched it on DVD.
So
Far (a piece in five senses): shallowness
taste
They make their way back to the loft apartment from the bar laughing and speculating
over how long it will be before Annie makes a move on Jack.
“Of course, Jack might make the first move—” Johnny suggests. Penelope quirks an eyebrow in response. He yields the point,
leans in, kisses her, tasting Cloverdilly
beer on tap, the real thing.
scent
When Johnny asks if she’s going to stop and smell every plant in the gardening
center, Penelope tells him that the press asked her if she could smell better
than other people. She doesn’t have to specify when, the press don’t bother her
any more.
sight and sound
He loves to watch her talk into
the wee small hours. Doesn’t matter about what – her story, plans for
travelling in the future – he just loves matching the voice to the eyes, the
face, the person.
touch
At first he is sensitive about not touching her nose. But Penelope, of
course, has to do exploring of her own, and those fingers he remembers so well
have to trace his every feature. Curious touch invites curious touch, become
caresses, fingers giving way to lips.
Fin.
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