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Summary: Fandom Christmas in July 2020 drabble: July 15 - prompt "Finding the perfect tree"
Rating: T
A/N - One of thirty-one prompts for the thirty-one days of July. I plan to fill as many of them as I can with two hundred word drabbles.
Kept in Touch
15. Prompt – Finding the perfect tree
Fandom – Knives Out
Ship – Cablanca, Benoit Blanc/Marta Cabrera
Title – Kept in Touch
Marta stepped back from the pine that had been given a place of honor in the sitting room and carefully decorated by the small Cabrera family and their guests. “It’s beautiful,” she breathed in awe.
“It should be, considerin’ how long you spent pickin’ it out,” Benoit replied, his tone filled with teasing amusement.
“We,” she corrected with a soft smile.
He titled his head in acknowledgement. “We.”
“Thank you for coming to the tree farm with me.”
“How could I have turned down the request, especially when it was accompanied by an offer of a fine homecooked meal and such delightful company?”
Her eyes shifted to her mother, who had been listening to their conversation while trying to appear busy straightening the tree lights.
“About that.” Marta deliberately turned her back to her mother. “I still feel like I should apologize. I really don’t know how Mom knew you were in the area, or how she even got your number.”
Marta thought she saw just a hint of a flush bloom on his cheeks as Benoit replied. “Ah, well. I gave her my card, and asked her to keep in touch.”
“In case we needed help?”
“Somethin’ like that.”
Rating: T
A/N - One of thirty-one prompts for the thirty-one days of July. I plan to fill as many of them as I can with two hundred word drabbles.
Kept in Touch
15. Prompt – Finding the perfect tree
Fandom – Knives Out
Ship – Cablanca, Benoit Blanc/Marta Cabrera
Title – Kept in Touch
Marta stepped back from the pine that had been given a place of honor in the sitting room and carefully decorated by the small Cabrera family and their guests. “It’s beautiful,” she breathed in awe.
“It should be, considerin’ how long you spent pickin’ it out,” Benoit replied, his tone filled with teasing amusement.
“We,” she corrected with a soft smile.
He titled his head in acknowledgement. “We.”
“Thank you for coming to the tree farm with me.”
“How could I have turned down the request, especially when it was accompanied by an offer of a fine homecooked meal and such delightful company?”
Her eyes shifted to her mother, who had been listening to their conversation while trying to appear busy straightening the tree lights.
“About that.” Marta deliberately turned her back to her mother. “I still feel like I should apologize. I really don’t know how Mom knew you were in the area, or how she even got your number.”
Marta thought she saw just a hint of a flush bloom on his cheeks as Benoit replied. “Ah, well. I gave her my card, and asked her to keep in touch.”
“In case we needed help?”
“Somethin’ like that.”