Caprican Idiot
For ar_drabbles challenge 76, Saul Tigh XO.
Bill Adama was a frakking idiot.
He had a woman hot for him and he held back out of "respect." Frak's sake, he'd lived with the woman and he had probably spent every night reading her some boring book, tucking her into his bed, and sleeping on the couch.
Bill always did find enjoyment in punishing himself for sins small and imagined.
Bill was an idiot.
Saul didn't want Laura. She was fine in her way, but she sure wasn't what rocked his world. Besides, she was Bill's girl, punishing herself for everything that went wrong through no fault of her own. Better yet, she was ready to blame Bill when he displeased her. Bill probably got off on that enough to make up for no sex.
But the woman was dying. You'd think Bill would want to frak her at least once. No -- it was more like Bill to be noble and then spend his life feeling guilty for what he'd never had.
Because Bill was an idiot.
Idiot enough to get drink and nasty and cause her to leave him. Idiot enough not to beg her to come back. Idiot enough to go on a suicide run to wait for her. And idiot enough to let her go back to guest quarters when they came back together.
Bill was a frakking idiot, and it was Saul's job to set him straight. He brought Bill the morning reports, planning a quick sitrep and a long lecture. It didn't surprise him to see the president walk out of Bill's bedroom, but when she made herself at home without Bill even greeting her, he knew the lecture wouldn't be needed.
Bill was finally banging the woman, and he'd never let his best friend know.
Bill Adama was a frakking idiot.
Bill Adama was a frakking idiot.
He had a woman hot for him and he held back out of "respect." Frak's sake, he'd lived with the woman and he had probably spent every night reading her some boring book, tucking her into his bed, and sleeping on the couch.
Bill always did find enjoyment in punishing himself for sins small and imagined.
Bill was an idiot.
Saul didn't want Laura. She was fine in her way, but she sure wasn't what rocked his world. Besides, she was Bill's girl, punishing herself for everything that went wrong through no fault of her own. Better yet, she was ready to blame Bill when he displeased her. Bill probably got off on that enough to make up for no sex.
But the woman was dying. You'd think Bill would want to frak her at least once. No -- it was more like Bill to be noble and then spend his life feeling guilty for what he'd never had.
Because Bill was an idiot.
Idiot enough to get drink and nasty and cause her to leave him. Idiot enough not to beg her to come back. Idiot enough to go on a suicide run to wait for her. And idiot enough to let her go back to guest quarters when they came back together.
Bill was a frakking idiot, and it was Saul's job to set him straight. He brought Bill the morning reports, planning a quick sitrep and a long lecture. It didn't surprise him to see the president walk out of Bill's bedroom, but when she made herself at home without Bill even greeting her, he knew the lecture wouldn't be needed.
Bill was finally banging the woman, and he'd never let his best friend know.
Bill Adama was a frakking idiot.