Title: Behind the Static
Author: Claddagh Ring
Disclaimer: Is Sean back in Degrassi? No? Well damn it, I guess I really don't own Degrassi.
AN2: The italics are there for a reason. You'll figure it out, I promise.
"Come on Els," Sean pleaded, pushing his lower lip out in a mock pout, "Just let me see it."
"No, it's a surprise!" Ellie insisted, laughing as she pushed the wrapped, cd-shaped package into her purse that was sitting on the kitchen table. "Besides, what fun are birthdays if I can't torture the birthday boy?"
"You know what would be even more torture?" Sean asked, his eyebrows rose mischievously. "Letting me know what it is without actually giving it to me."
"Oh yeah, fun," Ellie laughed again, rolling her eyes.
"It is," Sean agreed, settling his hands low on her hips and pulling her closer to him. "A lot of fun."
Ellie laced her arms around Sean's neck, her fingertips tickling the fine hairs at the nape. She could practically feel her eyes glaze over with love -and lust- for her boyfriend. An older part of her would have become fatally ill at the mere thought that she could have fallen so hard for a boy, but the part that was with said boy didn't seem to mind at all. In fact, she began to care even less about her old self as Sean carefully left the barest brush on her lips; the exact same way he always did before he initiated a kiss. Ellie didn't give him the time to think as she leaned up onto her tip-toes and melded her lips to his. She could feel Sean's full smile as he pushed her against the wall behind them, deepening the kiss. His hands left her hips to cradle the sides of her face which only managed to pull her even further into his mouth.
Ellie pushed herself off the wall and started fumbling her and Sean's way down the hall, her lips never leaving his for an instant. She back Sean into the end table, causing Sean to stumble and laugh into her lips since he was still being awkwardly led backwards towards the bedroom. Ellie smiled as she pulled his zip-up hoodie off his shoulders, leaving him clad in a tight, muscle-bearing wifebeater.
Sean broke the kiss when his lungs began begging for air. He rested his forehead on hers while he twisted the door open with one hand and slipped Ellie's arm-warmers off with the other.
"Damn all your layers," Sean breathed huskily as he revealed a black tank-top from underneath her black and gold mesh top.
"I do it on purpose," Ellie whispered into his ear.
"Tease," Sean accused lovingly.
"Mm, not tonight," Ellie shook her head, finally succeeding in getting the buckle on Sean's belt undone.
Sean pulled off her final tank-top and pushed her onto the bed. His fingertips brushed the skin just above her pants line at the same time Ellie pulled his lips down, hungry for another searing kiss.
Needless to say, the mysterious cd was the farthest thing from Sean's mind…
The feeling of cold sweat was the first thing that registered in Sean's brain has he jerked himself out of the dream/memory. His breath was coming out in heavy pants and the sheets were damp from where he had just been lying.
It's been almost two years since a memory of Ellie had come through in a dream. They were always so much more worse when they did, because in his dreams, he could remember every touch, smell, every whispered word. And then, if he didn't just come out of it like he had this morning, he would wake up expecting to see a pool of red hair within his reach. But each after each dream-morning, it was an empty pillow or a short stock of blonde hair that tickled his arm in the a annoying way because of the fact the owner was against using anything that was not natural.
He had married his first love 6 months ago, Emma Nelson. But if he had been more in-tune with his heart, he would have realized that first love had never meant true love in his case. But he had long since turned off his heart.
He'd lost all reason to feel anything three years ago; the day Ellie Nash died.
AN: Just for clarification: This is NOT a Semma fic. Sorry for those who thought it was... keeping reading for me anyway? There are heavy Sellie undertones. Sean and Ellie forever.
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