DS Story: Christmas Memories
Title: Christmas Memories
Author: Grey/Grey853
Fandom: Due South
Pairing: Benton Fraser/Ray Kowalski
Rating: Explicit
Tags: Male Slash, Alternate Universe-canon divergent, Explicit language, Non-explicit sex, Christmas
Word Count: 6,586
Summary: Two Christmas stories about Ray and Fraser and how they meet.
Link:
https://archiveofourown.org/works/61653259
Snippet:
In the distance he heard the church bells announcing the arrival of Christmas. Ray missed the days when that sound would’ve made him smile.
″May I join you?″
Ray glanced up to see a man wearing a funny wide-brimmed hat and a red suit under a heavy wool coat. The uniform looked familiar, but Ray’s brain was fried. He just nodded. ″Sure.″
The guy brushed off the snow on the bench beside him and sat down. In front of them a large white dog yipped as he danced and spun around in the snow. Ray had to admit it was a cute scene. He liked dogs, but he wouldn’t dare have one. No way, no how.
″The dog yours?″
″He’s half wolf actually.″
Ray turned his head and studied the stranger. God, up close, paying attention, Ray had to admit the guy was a looker. He had dark hair and even in the low light, the blue eyes were impressive. Ray tried to play off his immediate attraction and asked, ″You got a license for a half wolf?″
″I do as it happens.″
Ray’s cheeks heated, embarrassed by his reaction to having such a handsome man sit so close and meet his eyes. He turned his attention back to the animal. ″How did you manage that?″
″There are certain laws that allow it when the canine is used for service.″
Then Ray thought about the red uniform. ″Service as in some kind of military?″
″The RCMP.″
Ray snorted in amusement at such a ridiculous thought. ″You’re a Mountie? In Chicago?″
The answering chuckle was warm and touched Ray deep inside. ″I am. I work at the Canadian Consulate.″
Ray turned his head again and studied him a little closer. Of course! How could Ray not see it when he first sat down? ″I think I’ve heard of you. Your name Fraser?″
The blue eyes widened slightly in surprise. ″It is.″
″Yeah, you’re the guy who works out of the two-seven with Vecchio.″ It was a statement, not a question.
″How could you possibly know that?″
Author: Grey/Grey853
Fandom: Due South
Pairing: Benton Fraser/Ray Kowalski
Rating: Explicit
Tags: Male Slash, Alternate Universe-canon divergent, Explicit language, Non-explicit sex, Christmas
Word Count: 6,586
Summary: Two Christmas stories about Ray and Fraser and how they meet.
Link:
https://archiveofourown.org/works/61653259
Snippet:
In the distance he heard the church bells announcing the arrival of Christmas. Ray missed the days when that sound would’ve made him smile.
″May I join you?″
Ray glanced up to see a man wearing a funny wide-brimmed hat and a red suit under a heavy wool coat. The uniform looked familiar, but Ray’s brain was fried. He just nodded. ″Sure.″
The guy brushed off the snow on the bench beside him and sat down. In front of them a large white dog yipped as he danced and spun around in the snow. Ray had to admit it was a cute scene. He liked dogs, but he wouldn’t dare have one. No way, no how.
″The dog yours?″
″He’s half wolf actually.″
Ray turned his head and studied the stranger. God, up close, paying attention, Ray had to admit the guy was a looker. He had dark hair and even in the low light, the blue eyes were impressive. Ray tried to play off his immediate attraction and asked, ″You got a license for a half wolf?″
″I do as it happens.″
Ray’s cheeks heated, embarrassed by his reaction to having such a handsome man sit so close and meet his eyes. He turned his attention back to the animal. ″How did you manage that?″
″There are certain laws that allow it when the canine is used for service.″
Then Ray thought about the red uniform. ″Service as in some kind of military?″
″The RCMP.″
Ray snorted in amusement at such a ridiculous thought. ″You’re a Mountie? In Chicago?″
The answering chuckle was warm and touched Ray deep inside. ″I am. I work at the Canadian Consulate.″
Ray turned his head again and studied him a little closer. Of course! How could Ray not see it when he first sat down? ″I think I’ve heard of you. Your name Fraser?″
The blue eyes widened slightly in surprise. ″It is.″
″Yeah, you’re the guy who works out of the two-seven with Vecchio.″ It was a statement, not a question.
″How could you possibly know that?″