H50 drabble

[azziria]

Drabble written for the 1_million_words word of the day prompt: Fugitive.

Broken dreams

Steve wakes with a start, snatching at a fugitive scrap of dream that twists in his grasp and slips away and is gone, leaving him with nothing more than a confused tangle of images and sensations: laughing blue eyes locked teasingly with his, coarse blond body hair rough against his skin, and lean, hard muscle under his hands... It's Danny again, it's always Danny on nights like this, nights when Steve's endured too much, seen too much, is flying high on anger and adrenaline and needs to come down. It's always Danny, and Steve always wakes up too damn soon.