for kiss roulette.... 12 for eddie/carol? hehehehehehehehehehehehe
12. a kiss along the collarbone + caddie (carol perkins + eddie munson) YEAHHHHHH oh no oh no this got so sad i'm sorry
Carol never sees Eddie cry. Not once. Not even during sad movies, where the soundtrack tugs and tugs. Nothing when she cries—he gets distressed, hands flapping around her before he hauls her against his chest—but no tears shed. It's a phone call that does it. He's standing in their bedroom, hand clasped over his eyes, shirtless from the night before. He's nodding into the phone and Carol first thinks that he's holding back laughter, until she hears him sniff and his voice shake when he says goodbye. "Bad news?" Carol asks, going to him. He doesn't remove his hand, but she sees the wetness underneath, can hear it in his voice. "Yeah." And then, "I don't want to talk about it. Not... not yet." Carol braces her hands on his waist, lips scrunching as she forces herself not to ask for more. She stands on the tips of her toes and presses her lips to his collarbone. Just a single kiss, and she feels his chest shudder. His free arm winds around her waist, phone still in hand. She says she's sorry into his collar. He says nothing.
[kiss roulette game] / wild card fic














