BBM Fic: Seeing the Possibilities
Title: Seeing the Possibilities
Author: fizzerbass
Pairing: Jack/Ennis
Rating: G
Notes: Just came back from the movies and this popped into my head. Possible spoilers for Star Trek. Yes, I said Star Trek.
Ennis held the door for Jack, blinking as the sunlight blinded him after the darkness of the theater. He waited as Jack took his sweatshirt off - Jack was always cold in movie theaters, even in the dead of summer, and took the opportunity to light a cigarette. Jack stole it from his mouth after he got it lit, smirking a bit as the smoke curled in front of his sparkling eyes.
“So, did you see it? Could you tell?”
Ennis's brow knit together as he tilted his head to light another cigarette. He nodded his head ever so slightly in Jack's direction to let him know they could move on. “Tell what?”
Jack sighed as he stepped off the curb, waiting for a line of cars to slowly snake by. “The possibilities.”
Ennis kept his head turned to the left, waiting for a break in traffic. “What possibilities?”
“Ennis. You're kidding, right? You couldn't see it, couldn't sense it?” Jack tugs Ennis's arm, pulling him through a break in traffic towards their truck. “You couldn't tell they had the hots for each other?”
Ennis snorts slowly, unlocking Jack's door from the inside and waiting for the other man to climb inside. “Who? That pointy eared guy and the communications gal?” He catches Jack's eye roll as he looks back over his shoulder to back out of their space. “What?”
“No, Ennis I don't mean Spock and Uhura. I mean Spock and Kirk.” Jack cracks his window, both for the fresh air and to hang his cigarette out the window. “Couldn't you see the way they looked at each other? Got in each other's space all the time?”
Ennis accelerates slowly, taking care not to clip any of the people walking through the parking lot as they make their way back out to the main road. “Shit, Jack. Every time you see two guys up on a movie screen, you think they've got something going on. It ain't always like that.”
“Yeah, but sometimes it is, Ennis, and you're too stubborn to admit it.” Jack snorts a stream of smoke out his nose and turns away from Ennis, looking out into the early evening. He pulls his arm out of Ennis's reach when the other man tries to take his hand.
“Aw, c'mon now, Jack. Don't be like that.”
Jack cuts his eyes over at Ennis but doesn't respond. Just goes on smoking and stewing.
Ennis sighs, flicking on the headlights as he stubs his cigarette out in the ash tray. “Jack. What do you want from me, huh?”
No response.
“What? I let you drag me to this movie, all about space travel and time travel, and old guys meeting their younger selves, and black holes and red matter and all sorts of other stuff, and I don't say a word about not believing any of that. I seen all them possibilities, ain't that enough?”
Jack turns quick back to Ennis, his eyes reflecting bright in the dying sunlight still coming through the windshield. “Why, Ennis? Huh? Why?” He adds his butt to the ashtray, stabbing it roughly to make sure it's out. “Why's it so easy for you to accept all that far-fetched space stuff and you can't even see what's right in front of your face? Why can't you see the possibility that two men working together may actually feel something for each other besides friendship? That they may get thrown together in all kinds of stuff and suddenly realize that the only thing missing from their life is the guy standing right in front of them?”
Ennis smiles softly, finally understanding. He reaches out to cup the back of Jack's neck, letting his thumb ruffle the shaggy hair at the base as he gently squeezes his partner's warm skin.
“I did...once. That's enough for me.”
Jack smiles in return, relaxing back into Ennis's touch and turning his head to kiss Ennis's forearm.
“Me too, Cowboy. Me too.”