I Imagine It Might

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Era- pre Boy
Rating- PG13
Pairing- Bono/Edge
Yes to Archive and LIB

It feels a little funny to be posting my third fic in a row when no one else has written in months, but the muse is singing so I'm just going to go with it. It' my favorite paring, so I hope I did them a little justice, the lovelies. Thanks again to gloriau2 for her help and support.

The lights of Dublin didn't quite reach as high as the roof of The Village. Clotted crowds of adrenaline-charged young people had drained away, leaving the venue empty and still. Glaring pools of yellow streetlight casted on greasy pavement. Overhead thin summer clouds stranded over the twilit color of Irish night. The moon had long since sunken below the tatty horizon, and Bono and Edge were left on a flat platform of darkness between city and sky.

There were a few other people left on the roof, either passed out on a rusted divan or curled up together in the shelter of the chimney pots. The afterparty had migrated up here as it often did, but after several hours of partying the others had fallen asleep in corners or gone off to find a bed in somebody's house. Ali was out of town visiting relatives and Bono had very little desire to go find another place to sleep. Certainly he had none to go home.

"Edge?" he said, addressing the head that rested on his belly.



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