I guess you would classify this as a fanfic,it's an original poem titled, "Fate". I had randomly came up w/this poem and i realized that after the 1st 3 lines it was perfect for these two. So, here it is.
(ps:i'd really appriciate comments,critism is welcome& somethings arent captialized just b/c i like them that way)

"Fate"

isn’t it ironic, yeah how we both live in a world of gin and tonic yeah.
This is just perfect, you and me.
We don’t need to feel any better.
We don’t need some secret Scarlet Letter.
But how luscious the sweet smell of temptation is.
If I jump off the bridge will you go too?
We’re not ones for following. We for leading and triumphing over the failures of our father’s words.
Clashing worlds, maybe the payment is to great.
But maybe, just maybe this is fate.
[lets sit and think this over awhile,
No not with our tongues.
We’re still friends, not yet lovers, nothing has begun.
(The tornado hasn’t blown away everything yet.
These things haven’t begun.)
Some things aren’t meant to be done.
And some are
Meant.
To.
Be.
Undone.