Fic: Another Sky (9/11)

[doctorpancakes]

Another Sky (9/11)
by me, doctorpancakes
Fandom: Nathan Barley
Pairing: Dan/Jones
Rating: R
Word Count: 1544, this chapter (11776 so far)
Warnings: medical doodads, sexual intercourse, and Germany
Disclaimer: Still don't own 'em. WE'D HAVE HAD A SECOND FLIPPING SERIES IF I GOSH DARN DID, LET ME TELL YOU
Author's Notes: Parts of this chapter were a

Comments

[bluestocking79]

Oh my. Oh MY. The ending of this chapter is so gorgeous and bittersweet and touching and romantic and sexy and just--guh. (That's the technical term!) This thing that they're facing is so huge and exciting and terrifying and life-changing and sad and amazing and scary that I can't blame Jones for being unexpectedly overwhelmed in the face of it. No matter how much they've wanted this change, the fact remains that their life together is never going to be quite the same. And Dan's response is... oh, breathtaking. Perfect. &hearts

There are a lot of other elements that I love in this chapter, like Jones feeling naked without all his gear, and Dan hiding the phone in his pants (subtle, Dan, very subtle), and Jones wondering how he can sample the sound of the ultrasound, and the baby getting all excited at the sound of the mix. But the ending of the chapter steals the show, because it feels like everything's suddenly been put in proper perspective, and it's both wonderful and scary. It feels like they're standing right on the edge of a very big jump, which is just right. A lot of stories about becoming parents focus on the gooey, cute things, but this also gets at the part of impending parenthood that's more like... almost heart-stopping terror, if you let yourself think about it too long. Which is why it's so good that they're there for each other.

Lovely lovely lovely. Did I mention the lovely? Because yes.

(Also, I just thought I'd let you know that I'm wearing VELVET UNICORN perfume today. I feel well Vincey!)

[doctorpancakes]

Firstly, well heck. THANK YOU. *blushes like a 356994567893564304593.9 kilogram bag of haribo strawbs*

I'd be weirded out by these two if they weren't feeling overwhelmed. Overwhelmed. THAT is the word I've been looking for. Thank you for that. I think I mentioned in a previous comment to someone that this was a really hard bit to write because these two are struggling with such a jumble of feelings they can't quite name or identify, feelings in conflict with one another, and feelings they're not sure they want to admit to having; wondering if these are average thoughts for expectant parents, fears beyond whether or not they've remembered to babyproof the kitchen cabinets, etc. So sometimes you just have to break down because you don't know what the fuck you're even feeling anymore.

Also, Dan just likes excuses to make Jones brush his hand against Dan's penis, let's face it. THEY LIKE HAVING SEX.

YOU SMELL LIKE A VELVET UNICORN. You are seriously my hero for this. This is amazing to me. Gosh, you're awesome. *worships you*