Characters: Wilson, Cian,
Prompt: 57. Cold
Word Count: 351
Rating: PG
Type: series
Summary: The ride home...
Warnings: lame lazy shots
** Please excuse my attempt to make a highway. Song: Isley Brothers - Voyage to Atlantis
Silence. The car’s engine let off a dull roar between the words of a song playing on the radio, gusts of air rushing pass the windows as the car traveled down the highway, but between them, silence.
He’d only said two words since she stepped foot in the car, “You cold?” he switched on the heat without waiting for an answer. The air felt similar to a winter night but his words seemed much colder.
Attempts to ask him what was wrong had come and gone, faded with all thoughts she had as she examined the tension within his facial features. His grip on the steering wheel was tight, the visible vains in his hand and wrist a clear indication of that. He glanced to the right, cut on his signal, thought of changing lanes, shut it off and kept straight.
Can I go on my way without you
Whoa...how can I know
If I go on my way without you
Whoa...where would I go
Set sail with me
Misty lady, set my spirit free
New love to find
And though I leave another behind
Whoa...how can I know
If I go on my way without you
Whoa...where would I go
Set sail with me
Misty lady, set my spirit free
New love to find
And though I leave another behind
He checked the right mirror once again, glanced at her then dragged his eyes back to the road ahead, shaking his head.
I’ll always come back to you
She’s my lady, now and ever
Whoa...how can I know
Can we go all the way together
Whoa...let it be so
Whoa...how can I know
Can we go all the way together
Whoa...let it be so
He leaned forward, turning the volume down on the radio, held the dial between his fingers. Exhaling deeply he turned it back up, she was watching. He saw her from the corner of his eye, questioning, concerned. He turned the volume down once again, “I love you, Cian.” He turned the volume back up as he kept his eyes forward.
That was all he needed to say. All she needed to hear. The music was up louder than before. The tension ceased and he finally changed lanes. Still, silence.
Atlantis, is back to you
I’ll always come back to you
I’ll always come back to you
I’ll always…come back to you....
I’ll always come back to you
I’ll always…come back to you....
