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darnedchild) wrote2020-07-27 01:35 pm
darnedchild) wrote2020-07-27 01:35 pm
An Eternity Experienced in the Blink of an Eye - Fandom Christmas in July 2020
Summary: Fandom Christmas in July 2020 drabble: July 27 - prompt "I don't even know what day it is"
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.
An Eternity Experienced in the Blink of an Eye
27. Prompt – I don’t even know what day it is
Fandom – Knives Out
Ship – Cablanca, Benoit Blance/Marta Cabrera
Title – An Eternity Experienced in the Blink of an Eye
The space between Christmas Eve and New Year’s was nebulous. Time followed no logical order; stealthily creeping as slow as molasses, or as quick as an eternity experienced in the blink of an eye.
Benoit lay in bed, staring up at the ceiling as he contemplated the wisdom of leaving the guest bedroom.
He’d only kissed Marta for the first time in November. They’d barely seen each other through the majority of December, until he’d arrived at Thrombey Manor on Christmas Eve.
Surely it was too soon in their courtship to be sneaking down the darkened halls in the hopes of being invited into his lady’s boudoir without being caught by her mother or sister? How long had it been since Marta had greeted him at the front door with a warm hug and a warmer kiss? A day? Three?
What if he’d read the situation wrong, and he offends her? What if he read it correctly?
To stay or go?
Softly, almost too quiet to be heard, there was a knock at the door, and the decision was taken from his hands.
His skin prickled with excitement as he heard Marta’s soft voice whisper his name from the hall.
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.
An Eternity Experienced in the Blink of an Eye
27. Prompt – I don’t even know what day it is
Fandom – Knives Out
Ship – Cablanca, Benoit Blance/Marta Cabrera
Title – An Eternity Experienced in the Blink of an Eye
The space between Christmas Eve and New Year’s was nebulous. Time followed no logical order; stealthily creeping as slow as molasses, or as quick as an eternity experienced in the blink of an eye.
Benoit lay in bed, staring up at the ceiling as he contemplated the wisdom of leaving the guest bedroom.
He’d only kissed Marta for the first time in November. They’d barely seen each other through the majority of December, until he’d arrived at Thrombey Manor on Christmas Eve.
Surely it was too soon in their courtship to be sneaking down the darkened halls in the hopes of being invited into his lady’s boudoir without being caught by her mother or sister? How long had it been since Marta had greeted him at the front door with a warm hug and a warmer kiss? A day? Three?
What if he’d read the situation wrong, and he offends her? What if he read it correctly?
To stay or go?
Softly, almost too quiet to be heard, there was a knock at the door, and the decision was taken from his hands.
His skin prickled with excitement as he heard Marta’s soft voice whisper his name from the hall.