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tallulahgs) wrote2009-02-28 04:16 pm
tallulahgs) wrote2009-02-28 04:16 pm
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[Title] A Skid Row Thing
[Fandom] Little Shop of Horrors (Rick Moranis movie canon)
[Rating] PG
[Pairing] Audrey/Seymour
[Notes/Summary] Audrey is grateful for what she has, even if sometimes she yearns for more.
Audrey pulled the flowered covers right up to her chin and watched as Seymour, in stripy pyjamas slightly too big for him, clambered into bed next to her. It wasn't two single beds after all, which Audrey figured she should have known really. Because sooner or later you'd have to -. And if you had single beds, it'd be two of you in one of them, and being with a man in one single bed and him kicking you out of it afterwards, or just going off somewhere else, was a Skid Row thing. Being with a man in a double bed was not a Skid Row thing. And it was a much nicer bed, too; it didn't groan when you turned over and Audrey never woke up with a sore back in the mornings.
Seymour was reading a motorbike magazine, squinting through his glasses at it. In her dreams, Audrey had always imagined him reading gardening magazines, but she supposed it made sense that he wouldn't, not now. She kind of wanted to snuggle up to him, but the magazine intimidated her a little. Sometimes she worried that everything in this little tract house was her dream, that Seymour hadn't got anything really from his (whatever his dreams were; he didn't talk about them much). So when he was doing something that was his, she felt like she should let him get on with it.
She curled up under the covers instead and thought a bit. Soon it would be lights-out, because it was nearly nine-thirty (bedtime, nine-fifteen; then a quarter of an hour to read. Audrey liked it when things always happened at the same time). Seymour would lean over and kiss her goodnight, after taking his glasses off, and then maybe they would snuggle a bit. There wouldn't be any -. Seymour always made it clear well in advance when he thought that maybe there might possibly could be, because he didn't want to scare her. They'd talked about it, just once, after they'd moved in and realised about the double bed thing (really realised).
Because they both knew that making girls scared was a Skid Row thing. And they both knew that Seymour had killed Audrey's last boyfriend (although they'd never talked about that. Audrey didn't even know what she'd say about it now). And they both knew that that last boyfriend had made Audrey scared and been bad (although Orin, as far as Audrey knew, had never killed anyone, whereas Seymour -)
So they were careful.
Audrey knew she didn't know much, apart from how to put together a flower arrangement in two minutes and how to keep a door shut when the lock was broken. But she knew some stuff about her and Orin that she was pretty sure Seymour didn't know. For example. She knew she'd been scared of Orin, really scared, and that even if Seymour had killed people he was still a better boyfriend than someone who punched you in the face and then laughed about it. She also knew that she loved Seymour very much, and she hadn't loved Orin because if you loved someone, you weren't glad when they disappeared.
She also knew that if she ever explained to Seymour exactly what she and Orin used to do with handcuffs, Seymour would only say that Orin was even more of a fiend than he'd thought. Or something like that. He would go red with rage and straighten his glasses defiantly. Audrey had already decided she wasn't ever, ever going to explain about the handcuffs. That was definitely a Skid Row thing. And really, she and Seymour had been terribly lucky, and she wasn't going to risk that by being greedy. No sir.
[Fandom] Little Shop of Horrors (Rick Moranis movie canon)
[Rating] PG
[Pairing] Audrey/Seymour
[Notes/Summary] Audrey is grateful for what she has, even if sometimes she yearns for more.
Audrey pulled the flowered covers right up to her chin and watched as Seymour, in stripy pyjamas slightly too big for him, clambered into bed next to her. It wasn't two single beds after all, which Audrey figured she should have known really. Because sooner or later you'd have to -. And if you had single beds, it'd be two of you in one of them, and being with a man in one single bed and him kicking you out of it afterwards, or just going off somewhere else, was a Skid Row thing. Being with a man in a double bed was not a Skid Row thing. And it was a much nicer bed, too; it didn't groan when you turned over and Audrey never woke up with a sore back in the mornings.
Seymour was reading a motorbike magazine, squinting through his glasses at it. In her dreams, Audrey had always imagined him reading gardening magazines, but she supposed it made sense that he wouldn't, not now. She kind of wanted to snuggle up to him, but the magazine intimidated her a little. Sometimes she worried that everything in this little tract house was her dream, that Seymour hadn't got anything really from his (whatever his dreams were; he didn't talk about them much). So when he was doing something that was his, she felt like she should let him get on with it.
She curled up under the covers instead and thought a bit. Soon it would be lights-out, because it was nearly nine-thirty (bedtime, nine-fifteen; then a quarter of an hour to read. Audrey liked it when things always happened at the same time). Seymour would lean over and kiss her goodnight, after taking his glasses off, and then maybe they would snuggle a bit. There wouldn't be any -. Seymour always made it clear well in advance when he thought that maybe there might possibly could be, because he didn't want to scare her. They'd talked about it, just once, after they'd moved in and realised about the double bed thing (really realised).
Because they both knew that making girls scared was a Skid Row thing. And they both knew that Seymour had killed Audrey's last boyfriend (although they'd never talked about that. Audrey didn't even know what she'd say about it now). And they both knew that that last boyfriend had made Audrey scared and been bad (although Orin, as far as Audrey knew, had never killed anyone, whereas Seymour -)
So they were careful.
Audrey knew she didn't know much, apart from how to put together a flower arrangement in two minutes and how to keep a door shut when the lock was broken. But she knew some stuff about her and Orin that she was pretty sure Seymour didn't know. For example. She knew she'd been scared of Orin, really scared, and that even if Seymour had killed people he was still a better boyfriend than someone who punched you in the face and then laughed about it. She also knew that she loved Seymour very much, and she hadn't loved Orin because if you loved someone, you weren't glad when they disappeared.
She also knew that if she ever explained to Seymour exactly what she and Orin used to do with handcuffs, Seymour would only say that Orin was even more of a fiend than he'd thought. Or something like that. He would go red with rage and straighten his glasses defiantly. Audrey had already decided she wasn't ever, ever going to explain about the handcuffs. That was definitely a Skid Row thing. And really, she and Seymour had been terribly lucky, and she wasn't going to risk that by being greedy. No sir.
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I did like how this entire story was Audrey being careful about their relationship, and it was a nice touch with her noting how Seymour can get really jealous with things that had happened in the past. I'm sort of the opposite in that factor where I don't think what happened in the past should be held accountable, so far as relationships are concerned, 'cause it's not like I was there and the other person was cheating on me. You know? It provides a nice contrast to what you said about Seymour.
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Thank you very much - I like your comment, and I'm glad you liked the aspects you remarked on!