Fanfiction: Horatio Hornblower (G)
Title: H is for Hammock
Pairing/Characters: William Bush, Archie Kennedy; Bush/Côtard, Horatio/Archie
Rating: G
Fandom: Horatio Hornblower
Word Count: 246
Spoilers: For Mutiny, Retribution, and Loyalty.
Summary: William lay in his hammock the evening after they'd left port, gazing thoughtfully up at the boards above.
Notes/Warnings: Written as a sequel to C is for Côtard, Y is for Yearning, E is for Eager, A is for After, L is for Leave, I is for Inn, T is for Tangle, M is for Morning, R is for Return, F is for Fear, and D is for Discussion. No beta.
H is for Hammock
William lay in his hammock the evening after they'd left port, gazing thoughtfully up at the boards above. Archie's words reverberated through his head, both the ones about love and about the fact that he's not a thinker. He'd just never seen the use in pondering abstract concepts that had no immediate effect on his life.
Now, however, he was pondering an abstract concept because it would have an immediate effect on his life. The abstract concept in question was the concept of love. William was no stranger to love. He loved his three sisters dearly and he loved the sea. He hadn't thought that there might be room in his heart for more love. Then he'd met Horatio and Archie. Though he didn't love them as deeply as they loved each other, he was very fond of them.
Now he had met André Côtard and what he felt for the Frenchman was very deep and strong already, even though they'd known each other less than a month. Something about the Major had stirred William and brought out reactions in him so much stronger than anything he'd felt with other lovers.
The strength of these feelings and reactions had startled him and he'd wondered if he could love the sea and André. He also wondered if he should even try. As the gentle swing of his hammock lulled him to sleep, William again remembered what Archie had said to him: love will always enrich our lives.
End
Pairing/Characters: William Bush, Archie Kennedy; Bush/Côtard, Horatio/Archie
Rating: G
Fandom: Horatio Hornblower
Word Count: 246
Spoilers: For Mutiny, Retribution, and Loyalty.
Summary: William lay in his hammock the evening after they'd left port, gazing thoughtfully up at the boards above.
Notes/Warnings: Written as a sequel to C is for Côtard, Y is for Yearning, E is for Eager, A is for After, L is for Leave, I is for Inn, T is for Tangle, M is for Morning, R is for Return, F is for Fear, and D is for Discussion. No beta.
H is for Hammock
William lay in his hammock the evening after they'd left port, gazing thoughtfully up at the boards above. Archie's words reverberated through his head, both the ones about love and about the fact that he's not a thinker. He'd just never seen the use in pondering abstract concepts that had no immediate effect on his life.
Now, however, he was pondering an abstract concept because it would have an immediate effect on his life. The abstract concept in question was the concept of love. William was no stranger to love. He loved his three sisters dearly and he loved the sea. He hadn't thought that there might be room in his heart for more love. Then he'd met Horatio and Archie. Though he didn't love them as deeply as they loved each other, he was very fond of them.
Now he had met André Côtard and what he felt for the Frenchman was very deep and strong already, even though they'd known each other less than a month. Something about the Major had stirred William and brought out reactions in him so much stronger than anything he'd felt with other lovers.
The strength of these feelings and reactions had startled him and he'd wondered if he could love the sea and André. He also wondered if he should even try. As the gentle swing of his hammock lulled him to sleep, William again remembered what Archie had said to him: love will always enrich our lives.
End