Disclaimer: I don't own Psych, nor any characters, places, things, or ideas therein. Those belong to Steve Franks and the USA Network. I am writing this fic for entertainment purposes only, not monetary gain.
Summary: It was a very dangerous game they played, but there was always the promise of close-talking to take the edge off. Shules
Spoilers: Bounty Hunters!
Author's Note: This was done for jewel of athos's and my 5-minute challenge. The idea is to take one scene, or one line, and build a fic around it, to be written in a five-minute window. I (and she) chose the "very close talking" scene from Bounty Hunters! to use. This is my take of what Juliet might have been thinking and feeling during that scene. I hope you enjoy, and thanks for reading! ~fyd
"I call it -- very close talking."
My heart stuttered in my chest, as cliché as it seemed. Shawn was standing so close, so very close. I could feel his breath on my face, see his narrowed eyes an inch from mine, though they were a bit blurry from their nearness.
I couldn't think. Couldn't breathe. Couldn't stop hoping he'd close the rest of that distance between us, because I couldn't. If we kissed now, everything would change. I wasn't sure if I wanted it to change. Our secure friendship was too precious to lose, should we decide we were not right for each other.
Shawn's lips pursed, touching the skin right above my upper lip. Now my heart went into overdrive, hammering against the walls of my chest as if seeking escape. Surely he could hear it?
The attempts to control my heartbeat and my breathing were for nothing. I was lost, so very lost, and I wasn't sure I could ever be redeemed.
I wanted him to kiss me. I didn't want him to kiss me. I never wanted this moment to end. I wanted it to end immediately…
He didn't kiss me, not really. As he walked away I felt disappointed, but I knew deep inside me that the timing wasn't right. Not yet. Maybe someday, hopefully soon, perhaps later, would be right, and we could revisit this scene, very close-talking, and actually go through with it.
But for now, today, we would once more go our separate ways. We would engage in the dangerous dance around our feelings we always did, in hopes that tomorrow would be there for us to greet. Together.
Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed!