#ke week

aka “After months together on the run after the bridge, Villanelle and Eve get into trouble with the Twelve. Eve gets hurt and Villanelle looks after her in the hospital, grappling with much pain, angst and love. 

For full emotional effect and my inspiration for this fic, listen to sam smith’s “lay me down”.

For Killing Eve Week’s Day #7: Hurt/Sick/Comfort

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White-hot pain blooms all throughout Eve’s midsection. She doesn’t remember what totally happened because everything fell one after another so quickly; her mind still needs to catch up to her physical state. Which is currently very grave.

Then she feels a hand.

A soft, tender hand, pressing at her side. Eve almost laughs but groans instead as her inhalation causes a deep shock of pain to erupt. There is a laughable irony in this situation. Eve just can’t quite put her finger one it, maybe it’s because she is losing a lot of blood at the moment.

“Eve! Eve. Focus on me. Stay with me.”

Is that...Villanelle? Ah yes, the irony. Eve closes her eyes for a moment to try and remember that last time they were in the same conundrum. It was in Paris. Yes. Paris. Villanelle’s apartment. Eve was in her turtl--

“No, Eve! No eye closing! Look at me. Please.”

Day #3 (Soft) of Killing Eve Week!

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Her dark brown hair makes unending waves on the white pillows. God, Villanelle will never get used to seeing that gorgeous hair and that beautiful face at such peace in the mornings. It had been, what? Three long months? Since they started quarantining in a small, chic apartment in New York City after their bridge conversation. It feels like eternity has passed. And still, Villanelle would give all of her money, her clothes, her life to be able to wake up everyday next to this woman.

At approximately 9 a.m., Villanelle knows she can count on the taxi horns and car engines to fill the dark bedroom that she currently lays in. The curtains are still shut but a sliver of sunlight threatens to break through and shines directly on Eve’s still sleeping frame. For a long time, they both were moving and running and leaping onto the next danger but now, they have had the lucky luxury of freezing time for a moment to rest. This does not mean, however, that a pocket knife and gun won’t be under Villanelle’s pillow but it does mean that Villanelle and Eve can lay together and simply exist with one another without the constant paranoia.

Chapters: 3/3 Fandom: Killing Eve (TV 2018) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Eve Polastri/Villanelle | Oksana Astankova Characters: Eve Polastri, Villanelle | Oksana Astankova, Carolyn Martens, Konstantin Vasiliev, Kenny Stowton, Niko Polastri Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Killing Eve (TV 2018) Season/Series 01, Killing Eve (TV 2018) Season/Series 02, Killing Eve (TV 2018) Season/Series 03, Canon Compliant, Killing Eve Week 2020, day one: soulmates, Denial of Feelings, Angst, Drama & Romance, day three: soft, because S3 was soft as bunnies Series: Part 1 of Villaneve Colour AU Summary:

"How ironic that Eve’s world was filled with colour precisely when she felt most empty inside." - It's the one where people don't see colour until they meet their soulmate.

How the hell does a person get rid of 10 year old writer's block? I mean, I used to write a bunch of stories in my teens, both in my head and out of it but I haven't done it in a decade. I think all the academic work has replaced every bit creativity I had in me >.< .