Captain Scarlet. Ochre/Magenta. Misc A. 11. Questions.
TITLE: A half decent proposal
AUTHOR: Sage Harper
FANDOM: Captain Scarlet
PAIRING: Ochre/Magenta
GENRE: Slash
TABLE: MISCELLANEOUS A
PROMPT: 11. Questions
RATING: G, PG, PG-13, R, NC-17
WORD COUNT: 662
SUMMARY: Ring or not they’re still them.
WARNINGS: n/a
NOTES: n/a
DISCLAIMER: Characters created by Gerry & Sylvia Anderson - just borrowing and will put them back when I'm finished.
It’s not like Pat can’t say he didn’t see this coming. He knows this, really it’s not like Rick hasn’t been saying it for a long time. But then Rick spent a long time saying things like ‘you’re still a lying scheming no-good mobster/I’m going to catch you at it one day/we will never be friends’, so excuse him for not having devout faith in the gospel of Saint Ochre.
“I mean, if you love someone and want to spend the rest of your life with them, and you’re gonna do that anyway, then why do you even need a piece of paper saying so. If it aint broke don’t fix.”
Rick’s floundering, he’s clearly given this a lot of thought, but there’s always that risk it won’t stand up well to someone else’s scrutiny. He’s dangling on the edge, has brought their relationship that that point. Things had been going so well; they’d been making quips about Karen’s obsession with the trim on her ‘save the date’ cards, pondering why you’d even need to have ‘save the date’ cards when you’re just going to send an invitation soon enough that’d be repeating yourself, and weighing up the merits of elopment on a beach vs. in Vegas officiated by an Elvis impersonator.
Then he’d just, said it. Now he can’t take it back … why isn’t Pat saying anything?
Smarting as he may now be, at the technicality Rick isn’t willing to make that commitment to him. Or, frankly, of never seeing his great aunt’s face when she finds out he married another man to a slightly off key rendition of ‘love me tender’. Pat feels another emotion bubbling up inside him. It takes a moment to place it, but he realises it’s something akin to respect.
For all he gets so infuriated the guy Rick is unwaveringly honest and direct at the slightest provocation. He likes that, knows it keeps them on an even keel. So there you go, the cards have been laid out; stay or go.
Being completely honest Pat’s not really crazy about being pressed into this bind. It’s not really something you can make your mind up about in a minute. There are lots of issues to consider …
Actually, no there aren’t.
Spend the rest of his life with the only person he can imagine could get through the next forty years without at least seriously considering smothering him in his sleep (or vice versa), sans wedding. Or he can take his chances finding someone who would agree to, if not The King, then a modest Catholic wedding.
And never again feel secretly pleased when Rick slings an arm across his chest because he can’t bear for Pat to leave until morning. Or the rush to his dumb male ego when Rick breezes through a knot of gorgeous women to join him in the dance floor. Or be lulled to sleep by laughter because he’s in love with the only other person who truly appreciates the comic genius of stuffing Scarlet’s boots with mash potato. Or leave paper darts in anyone's locker ‘just because’. Or genuinley not expect it when Rick has fixed dinner, then in the next breathe having to fake surprise over it being grilled cheese and soup from a can again.
The devil is in the details, and so is love.
There isn’t really a choice is there; Pat not sure if he loves or hates Rick for doing that to him.
“Well, even if we wanted to then we couldn’t get married until we left Spectrum anyway,” Pat notes. “So we might as well keep winging it for now, we’re still good, right.”
Rick eyes him suspiciously; “you’re not mad?”
“I, no.” At least that’s not the word he could have used.
He feels the relief spilling out into the air. As Rick nestles back against him with a sigh, and Pat feels much better himself.
Ring or not they’re still them.
AUTHOR: Sage Harper
FANDOM: Captain Scarlet
PAIRING: Ochre/Magenta
GENRE: Slash
TABLE: MISCELLANEOUS A
PROMPT: 11. Questions
RATING: G, PG, PG-13, R, NC-17
WORD COUNT: 662
SUMMARY: Ring or not they’re still them.
WARNINGS: n/a
NOTES: n/a
DISCLAIMER: Characters created by Gerry & Sylvia Anderson - just borrowing and will put them back when I'm finished.
It’s not like Pat can’t say he didn’t see this coming. He knows this, really it’s not like Rick hasn’t been saying it for a long time. But then Rick spent a long time saying things like ‘you’re still a lying scheming no-good mobster/I’m going to catch you at it one day/we will never be friends’, so excuse him for not having devout faith in the gospel of Saint Ochre.
“I mean, if you love someone and want to spend the rest of your life with them, and you’re gonna do that anyway, then why do you even need a piece of paper saying so. If it aint broke don’t fix.”
Rick’s floundering, he’s clearly given this a lot of thought, but there’s always that risk it won’t stand up well to someone else’s scrutiny. He’s dangling on the edge, has brought their relationship that that point. Things had been going so well; they’d been making quips about Karen’s obsession with the trim on her ‘save the date’ cards, pondering why you’d even need to have ‘save the date’ cards when you’re just going to send an invitation soon enough that’d be repeating yourself, and weighing up the merits of elopment on a beach vs. in Vegas officiated by an Elvis impersonator.
Then he’d just, said it. Now he can’t take it back … why isn’t Pat saying anything?
Smarting as he may now be, at the technicality Rick isn’t willing to make that commitment to him. Or, frankly, of never seeing his great aunt’s face when she finds out he married another man to a slightly off key rendition of ‘love me tender’. Pat feels another emotion bubbling up inside him. It takes a moment to place it, but he realises it’s something akin to respect.
For all he gets so infuriated the guy Rick is unwaveringly honest and direct at the slightest provocation. He likes that, knows it keeps them on an even keel. So there you go, the cards have been laid out; stay or go.
Being completely honest Pat’s not really crazy about being pressed into this bind. It’s not really something you can make your mind up about in a minute. There are lots of issues to consider …
Actually, no there aren’t.
Spend the rest of his life with the only person he can imagine could get through the next forty years without at least seriously considering smothering him in his sleep (or vice versa), sans wedding. Or he can take his chances finding someone who would agree to, if not The King, then a modest Catholic wedding.
And never again feel secretly pleased when Rick slings an arm across his chest because he can’t bear for Pat to leave until morning. Or the rush to his dumb male ego when Rick breezes through a knot of gorgeous women to join him in the dance floor. Or be lulled to sleep by laughter because he’s in love with the only other person who truly appreciates the comic genius of stuffing Scarlet’s boots with mash potato. Or leave paper darts in anyone's locker ‘just because’. Or genuinley not expect it when Rick has fixed dinner, then in the next breathe having to fake surprise over it being grilled cheese and soup from a can again.
The devil is in the details, and so is love.
There isn’t really a choice is there; Pat not sure if he loves or hates Rick for doing that to him.
“Well, even if we wanted to then we couldn’t get married until we left Spectrum anyway,” Pat notes. “So we might as well keep winging it for now, we’re still good, right.”
Rick eyes him suspiciously; “you’re not mad?”
“I, no.” At least that’s not the word he could have used.
He feels the relief spilling out into the air. As Rick nestles back against him with a sigh, and Pat feels much better himself.
Ring or not they’re still them.