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Notes: For the 25 Day Christmas/Holiday OTP challenge on tumblr.
Title: in heavenly peace
Fandom: TRON: Legacy
Pairing: Tron/Sam + Quorra
Prompt: watching a classic holiday film
Words: 264 words
in heavenly peace
Somehow, over the course of the movie, Sam found himself migrating across the couch until he was leaning against Tron with his head on the former program's shoulder. Quorra had made herself a nest of pillows and blankets on the ground with a large bowl of popcorn. Her constant stream of questions and comments had faded into an almost awed silence.
Tron himself seemed rather fixated on the screen, though he spared a small smile for Sam and slid an arm around his shoulders. As always, Sam could feel the heat Tron gave off through his clothes and he sighed, leaning into it.
He hadn't really been paying much attention to the movie, even though it had been his idea. He'd seen it countless times before and could recite the lines at will if he wanted to. Mostly, for now, he simply wanted to share it with the two of them – this strange family they'd created for themselves.
With Tron and Quorra there, Sam felt a warmth blossoming inside of him. It didn't matter to him that there was no blood relation between them, they felt like a family to him. Sam would have gladly died for either of them. But the warmth of Tron beside him reminded him of just how close he had come to losing him.
But the warmth and the feel of Tron's chest rising and falling, the sound of his heart beating, was a comfort to Sam. He could close his eyes and just listen to those sounds. That brought him comfort. So long as Tron was there, everything would be fine.
FIN.
Title: in heavenly peace
Fandom: TRON: Legacy
Pairing: Tron/Sam + Quorra
Prompt: watching a classic holiday film
Words: 264 words
Somehow, over the course of the movie, Sam found himself migrating across the couch until he was leaning against Tron with his head on the former program's shoulder. Quorra had made herself a nest of pillows and blankets on the ground with a large bowl of popcorn. Her constant stream of questions and comments had faded into an almost awed silence.
Tron himself seemed rather fixated on the screen, though he spared a small smile for Sam and slid an arm around his shoulders. As always, Sam could feel the heat Tron gave off through his clothes and he sighed, leaning into it.
He hadn't really been paying much attention to the movie, even though it had been his idea. He'd seen it countless times before and could recite the lines at will if he wanted to. Mostly, for now, he simply wanted to share it with the two of them – this strange family they'd created for themselves.
With Tron and Quorra there, Sam felt a warmth blossoming inside of him. It didn't matter to him that there was no blood relation between them, they felt like a family to him. Sam would have gladly died for either of them. But the warmth of Tron beside him reminded him of just how close he had come to losing him.
But the warmth and the feel of Tron's chest rising and falling, the sound of his heart beating, was a comfort to Sam. He could close his eyes and just listen to those sounds. That brought him comfort. So long as Tron was there, everything would be fine.
FIN.