Cowboy Bebop, Spike/Faye - #15. perfect blue
Fandom: Cowboy Bebop
Theme: #15 - perfect blue
Disclaimer: Characters belong to Bandai and Sunrise.
Notes: I wasn't going to write any more tonight, but this just wouldn't leave. Drabblish. Takes place not during any particular episode, but somewhere towards the end of the series.
Cigarette smoke really is blue.
She’s never thought about it. It’s the kind of thing you hear in old earth movies, or in the kind of music Jet likes. A tired old romantic cliché, the sort of thing you say when you’re all out of ideas.
But she watches the smoke curl around his head, and in the darkness, it is blue. It wreathes his face, reaching up to kiss his hair before rising into nothingness. And it is beautiful. It is perfect.
She wishes then that she were smoke, that she could get that close. To envelop him, run her fingers up into his hair, leave her trace on him wherever he goes. To be that right, that perfect with him. Perfect blue.