je ne suis pas un nain de jardin (getting_even) wrote in fic_a_go_go,
je ne suis pas un nain de jardin

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Title: Eskimo Kisses, Part I
Fandom: Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
Type: Drabble (200 words)
Rating: PG
Pairing: Joel/Clementine
Summary: As Joel sits in the backseat of Rob and Carrie's car, he wonders how life will be without the memory of Clementine.
Author's Note: Not as I would have liked, but here it is all the same.

Eskimo Kisses, Part I

The memories flew past, slightly illuminated as if taking the place of the streetlamps that should have been lighting the roads. Playing Jenga and blowing air at each other through straws, moments of laughter and minutes of rage. In one night Joel Barish had relived his entire relationship with Clementine Kruczynski, only now realizing that even with the bad, the fights and the point where they fell apart, it was beautiful.

Clementine was flawed: imperfect and crazy at times. But it made her so beautiful.

Because he remembered waking up to Eskimo kisses and her sighs against his skin. He recalled the way carnival lights shone in her eyes and the glow she radiated from her skin, her hair, her being. In the morning it would all be gone and he wouldn’t even be able to cry over the loss of such a perfectly imperfect memory.

He’d meet her in Montauk and she would write her number on his hand. They would start over, live happy and then destroy each other in the end. Joel and Clementine would cycle through it again, hurting and loving and being.

Because only the sharpness of pain can incite the gentle hands of love.
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