Brotherly Love 2/3
Title: Brotherly Love 2/3 (WIP)
Fandoms: TFATF & Takers
Pairing: Brian/Dom, John/Gordon, Brian/Rome(implied)
Rating: R
Warnings: Spoilers Takers and the entire TFATF franchise, language, sex
Disclaimer: So not mine. Only each others.
Summary: John Rahway needs a favor from his estranged twin, Brian O'Conner.
A/N: Post TFATF, Post Takers - I answered my own prompt at the Crossover Kink Meme. I started three of so WIPs in various fandoms, that I had to set aside to finish some rl work. Now I'm tying to get my fic house in order, and ramp up again. 5/17 Apparently it took a year to get the fic house in order, I got the other fandom WIPs done without finishing this one up. Bad writer, so I aim to do that now. The next part will prolly be the last part. The first part was originally posted on the Crossover Kink Meme page. Written before I saw Fast Five. The remaining parts will probably be posted here first. Feedback is my friend.
First Part: http://crossover-kink.livejournal.com/937.html?thread=28585#t28585
Nobody gets the gun. Instead, Dom gets on one of the disposable cells and dials up Han. By the sound of it he's either at a party or bar so the likelihood that he would have ended up at their place is pretty great. Dom can put that time to better use.
“I need you to look into something for me.” Dom's attention is divided between giving Han the lowdown and watching Brian finish off his brother's beer. Dom's all for not letting good beer go to waste, but Brian has a pattern they don't actually talk about all that much. Dom's not entirely sure if it's a problem exactly, or yet. It's not something he has direct experience with. He knows the fallout of living with someone who has a drinking problem because of Jesse's parents and Vince's dad, but he hasn't seen it up close, from the start. Like everyone else he knows the cliches about cops, the pressures of the job and alcohol. Unfortunately, Brian has the distinction of not being just a cop, but a dirty cop. That's not how Dom thinks of him, to Dom he's family. But to the wider world that's the nail in Brian's career coffin. He knows that Brian always intended to be a good cop, like Dom intended to be a legit racer and garage owner. He understands there's a period of adjustment between the expectation and the reality. So he hasn't said anything about Brian's drinking. There may come a time, but it's not tonight. Tonight he can only manage one felonious blue eyed blond at a time. So if he has to let Brian drink now until he's too drunk to stand or passes out, he's okay with that. “I'm on it brother,” Han says from the other end of the line before clicking off. Dom shoves the disposable in his pocket. It cues Brian's cue to start talking.
“Rome and the asshole were together. And I...They did a job. Rome got caught, one week before he turned eighteen. He wouldn't give John up. I think the asshole set him up to take the fall. Rome got sentenced as an adult. That was six months before I turned eighteen, couldn't visit. Went up on my eighteenth birthday. He'd already changed in the six months, you know what prison does. And the kind of bad ass Rome was outside, was kind of lightweight for prison. I went up whenever I could, for two years. I picked him up on the day he got released. He made me pull over at the first decent looking motel we passed. Hadn't really been with any other guys before. Just some messing around you know, but not...
Brian waves his beer bottle around seeming to indicate the totality of what they are.
“When I woke up the next afternoon, there was a note. It just said, I can't Bri, not anymore. He was the only one who could tell us apart, right from the day we met him, he always knew. We were always completely separate people to him. He was with John, but he was my best friend. And because of that asshole, Rome left both of us. I went on a two day bender, got locked up in Crescent City on a drunk and disorderly. Haven't since Rome since, hadn't seen the asshole until just now.”
Brian downs the rest of the beer. The beer bottle connects with the wall above the kitchen sink, shatters. Yeah, Dom thinks they're gonna have to have a conversation.
“We've never had that twin thing. It's like he came out thinking it was a fight to the death. I'm happy to oblige the motherfucker.”
Dom tries to imagine him and Mia fighting to the death. Besides the fact she'd most likely win, the fact that they are family means things won't ever get that far. It's not something he can imagine. Even with the tension over his relationship with Brian, it's not something that even would have occurred to him as a possibility.
“You workin' on a bender right now O'Conner?”
“You get my car back yet Toretto?” For a split instant Dom does think about getting the gun. O'Conner's twin has ruined any chance of this night being salvaged.
“I'm workin' on that. You got anymore long lost outlaw siblings you want to tell me about? Maybe you're a triplet?”
Brian glares at him as gets up to get another beer out of the fridge. Dom meant for the question to lighten the mood, but it came out a little sharply. They've been ride of die for the last couple of years, but Dom still knows less about Brian's background than Brian knows about his. He knows everything about Letty and Mia. It might have been nice to hear the names Rome and John at least once before tonight.
When Han's call comes a half and hour later, “ I got 'em Dom.” Brian is mostly passed out on the counter. Dom realizes he's furious.
End Part 2
Fandoms: TFATF & Takers
Pairing: Brian/Dom, John/Gordon, Brian/Rome(implied)
Rating: R
Warnings: Spoilers Takers and the entire TFATF franchise, language, sex
Disclaimer: So not mine. Only each others.
Summary: John Rahway needs a favor from his estranged twin, Brian O'Conner.
A/N: Post TFATF, Post Takers - I answered my own prompt at the Crossover Kink Meme. I started three of so WIPs in various fandoms, that I had to set aside to finish some rl work. Now I'm tying to get my fic house in order, and ramp up again. 5/17 Apparently it took a year to get the fic house in order, I got the other fandom WIPs done without finishing this one up. Bad writer, so I aim to do that now. The next part will prolly be the last part. The first part was originally posted on the Crossover Kink Meme page. Written before I saw Fast Five. The remaining parts will probably be posted here first. Feedback is my friend.
First Part: http://crossover-kink.livejournal.com/937.html?thread=28585#t28585
Nobody gets the gun. Instead, Dom gets on one of the disposable cells and dials up Han. By the sound of it he's either at a party or bar so the likelihood that he would have ended up at their place is pretty great. Dom can put that time to better use.
“I need you to look into something for me.” Dom's attention is divided between giving Han the lowdown and watching Brian finish off his brother's beer. Dom's all for not letting good beer go to waste, but Brian has a pattern they don't actually talk about all that much. Dom's not entirely sure if it's a problem exactly, or yet. It's not something he has direct experience with. He knows the fallout of living with someone who has a drinking problem because of Jesse's parents and Vince's dad, but he hasn't seen it up close, from the start. Like everyone else he knows the cliches about cops, the pressures of the job and alcohol. Unfortunately, Brian has the distinction of not being just a cop, but a dirty cop. That's not how Dom thinks of him, to Dom he's family. But to the wider world that's the nail in Brian's career coffin. He knows that Brian always intended to be a good cop, like Dom intended to be a legit racer and garage owner. He understands there's a period of adjustment between the expectation and the reality. So he hasn't said anything about Brian's drinking. There may come a time, but it's not tonight. Tonight he can only manage one felonious blue eyed blond at a time. So if he has to let Brian drink now until he's too drunk to stand or passes out, he's okay with that. “I'm on it brother,” Han says from the other end of the line before clicking off. Dom shoves the disposable in his pocket. It cues Brian's cue to start talking.
“Rome and the asshole were together. And I...They did a job. Rome got caught, one week before he turned eighteen. He wouldn't give John up. I think the asshole set him up to take the fall. Rome got sentenced as an adult. That was six months before I turned eighteen, couldn't visit. Went up on my eighteenth birthday. He'd already changed in the six months, you know what prison does. And the kind of bad ass Rome was outside, was kind of lightweight for prison. I went up whenever I could, for two years. I picked him up on the day he got released. He made me pull over at the first decent looking motel we passed. Hadn't really been with any other guys before. Just some messing around you know, but not...
Brian waves his beer bottle around seeming to indicate the totality of what they are.
“When I woke up the next afternoon, there was a note. It just said, I can't Bri, not anymore. He was the only one who could tell us apart, right from the day we met him, he always knew. We were always completely separate people to him. He was with John, but he was my best friend. And because of that asshole, Rome left both of us. I went on a two day bender, got locked up in Crescent City on a drunk and disorderly. Haven't since Rome since, hadn't seen the asshole until just now.”
Brian downs the rest of the beer. The beer bottle connects with the wall above the kitchen sink, shatters. Yeah, Dom thinks they're gonna have to have a conversation.
“We've never had that twin thing. It's like he came out thinking it was a fight to the death. I'm happy to oblige the motherfucker.”
Dom tries to imagine him and Mia fighting to the death. Besides the fact she'd most likely win, the fact that they are family means things won't ever get that far. It's not something he can imagine. Even with the tension over his relationship with Brian, it's not something that even would have occurred to him as a possibility.
“You workin' on a bender right now O'Conner?”
“You get my car back yet Toretto?” For a split instant Dom does think about getting the gun. O'Conner's twin has ruined any chance of this night being salvaged.
“I'm workin' on that. You got anymore long lost outlaw siblings you want to tell me about? Maybe you're a triplet?”
Brian glares at him as gets up to get another beer out of the fridge. Dom meant for the question to lighten the mood, but it came out a little sharply. They've been ride of die for the last couple of years, but Dom still knows less about Brian's background than Brian knows about his. He knows everything about Letty and Mia. It might have been nice to hear the names Rome and John at least once before tonight.
When Han's call comes a half and hour later, “ I got 'em Dom.” Brian is mostly passed out on the counter. Dom realizes he's furious.
End Part 2