Walker snippet

[alexdraven]

For the beginnings sleep like a baby challenge

People who say they sleep like a baby clearly don't have one, and, in fact, have probably never been anywhere within three houses of one. He loves kids, he really does. Loves teaching them, loves watching over them in the playground. The moment when one of them really *got* something was up there is amongst the best feelings ever, and the enthusiasm they put into life the universe and everything rarely failes to make him smile, but sweet lord fucking Jesus he's going to kill someone if that brat doesn’t shut the hell up. 3am and still screaming. Christ.


Walker presses the heels of his hands into his eye sockets hard enough to see swirling blue lights against the darkness and tries to concentrate on that and on Luke's body warm and solid next to him. He twists round again, settling curved against his lover, Luke's chest rising and falling rhythmically under his arm

Of course Luke doesn’t have to be up at 6, and Luke doesn’t seem to have the faintest fucking difficulty sleeping straight through the all night serenade, and if Luke was up he'd probably shrug and smile a little and say that it wasn't the kid's fault or something equally reasonable and irritating.

Walker shakes his head slightly, grinding his hair into the pillows. If he doesn’t stop thinking about that he's only going to end up pissed off with Luke, and he still has just about enough rational thought left to know that that isn't strictly fair.

Like having Mrs Lewis' grandson screaming through the wall at him all night was fair. For fuck's sake, why didn’t the parents *do* something? Surely they couldn’t be sleeping straight through this? You'd have to be *dead* to sleep through this. Or Luke, apparently. Sleep like a baby? Sleep like the fucking deaf more like!

The screaming from next door dipped for a moment, which sent his hopes soaring, and then dashed them, resuming at a new and more fevered pitch. 3.18 am. Walker sighs heavily, and rolls out of bed, sitting for a long moment with the duvet across his lap before giving in and reaching for his dressing gown. At least the kitchen would be further away from the amazing noise producing creature.

Comments

[tsuki-no-bara.livejournal.com]

i think you caught the "woken up at an obscene hour by something you can't control" anger and frustration and loss of rational thought quite well. :> poor walker, and how CAN luke sleep thru that? (the only thing is you've succumbed to the wandering tense....)

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[ephemera-tales.livejournal.com]

Thank youfor the grammer-poke - I'll go over it and try and fix that. And Luke really does sleep like the dead, once he's gone, he's gone. *pets Walker*

[eudaimon.livejournal.com]

Still one of my favourites :D

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[ephemera-tales.livejournal.com]

*blush* - thank you!

[giogio.livejournal.com]

Remarkably, one learns to sleep through it *g*

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[ephemera-tales.livejournal.com]

Walker swears and mutters and grumps. ;)