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Dec. 8th, 2003 01:37 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
nnyVelvet Goldmine, Kurt/Brian, Brian/Mandy- Mandy POV.
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15minuteficlets">
The word is Snow
It was snowing when he sang to her under the trees, that night. It hadn’t snowed all that winter, had just threatened and rained, the sky sulking at the departure of summer. Starting off the New Year with snow, and a kiss, and an awkward young man with the voice of an angel.
He didn’t stay awkward for long. And in some strange way she missed the boy he had been, even though the glittering gilded youth he’d become was so very beautiful and took her breath away… he wasn’t *hers* the way that the boy had been. He belonged to all the girls and boys that idolised him, as if he was simply too much for one person to have.
Until Kurt. Kurt could match him, and adore him as much as he needed, and proved far more desirable to have on his arm than an ex-American London party girl. She couldn’t resent it, because they were so right together. So far beyond her life, anyone’s life, anyone human.
And then it all fell apart. It *all* fell apart. Kurt, Brian, Mandy, the life, the music, the style. Nothing left. Just Brian and a girl on a bed, starting off the New Year with snow.
Way under 15 minutes. Maybe 9, 10? I just had the scene, that was it.
15minuteficlets">The word is Snow
It was snowing when he sang to her under the trees, that night. It hadn’t snowed all that winter, had just threatened and rained, the sky sulking at the departure of summer. Starting off the New Year with snow, and a kiss, and an awkward young man with the voice of an angel.
He didn’t stay awkward for long. And in some strange way she missed the boy he had been, even though the glittering gilded youth he’d become was so very beautiful and took her breath away… he wasn’t *hers* the way that the boy had been. He belonged to all the girls and boys that idolised him, as if he was simply too much for one person to have.
Until Kurt. Kurt could match him, and adore him as much as he needed, and proved far more desirable to have on his arm than an ex-American London party girl. She couldn’t resent it, because they were so right together. So far beyond her life, anyone’s life, anyone human.
And then it all fell apart. It *all* fell apart. Kurt, Brian, Mandy, the life, the music, the style. Nothing left. Just Brian and a girl on a bed, starting off the New Year with snow.
Way under 15 minutes. Maybe 9, 10? I just had the scene, that was it.
