FIC: Thicker Than Water
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mharificTitle: Thicker Than Water
Author: Mhari
Fandom: Arthurian
Pairing: Mordred/Owain
Rating: PG-13
Words: 100
Disclaimer: The words are mine, the characters are everyone's.
Summary: Morgan's son is at his wits' end.
Notes/Warnings: First cousins making out, if that bothers you. Drabble for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
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"Poison and the sword," Owain says. "God, what's wrong with her? Why does she--"
He only realizes his hands are shaking when the cup spills, a splash like blood. "Leave it," Mordred says, slightly more sober, and catches his arms. "Be still, coz, there's no mending it."
He does not mean the wine. Owain leans against him, trembling all over now, because it's true; nothing he does will change his mother.
But Mordred's hands are soft in his hair, against his back, transmuting his knotted hurt into heat. It's some consolation; at least they can do this for each other.
Author: Mhari
Fandom: Arthurian
Pairing: Mordred/Owain
Rating: PG-13
Words: 100
Disclaimer: The words are mine, the characters are everyone's.
Summary: Morgan's son is at his wits' end.
Notes/Warnings: First cousins making out, if that bothers you. Drabble for
get_laid25."Poison and the sword," Owain says. "God, what's wrong with her? Why does she--"
He only realizes his hands are shaking when the cup spills, a splash like blood. "Leave it," Mordred says, slightly more sober, and catches his arms. "Be still, coz, there's no mending it."
He does not mean the wine. Owain leans against him, trembling all over now, because it's true; nothing he does will change his mother.
But Mordred's hands are soft in his hair, against his back, transmuting his knotted hurt into heat. It's some consolation; at least they can do this for each other.