8 - upwards to infinity
Welcome to our eighth prompt post.
As ususal, here are a few things to keep in mind:
1) All fills for prompts of the earlier prompt posts go in the post the prompt was posted in. No re-posting or splitting up prompts and fills.
2) Self-prompt when you post unprompted fic. (This means posting what the fill is about in a first comment, like a real ( Read more... )
As ususal, here are a few things to keep in mind:
1) All fills for prompts of the earlier prompt posts go in the post the prompt was posted in. No re-posting or splitting up prompts and fills.
2) Self-prompt when you post unprompted fic. (This means posting what the fill is about in a first comment, like a real ( Read more... )
"Spare me the clichés," growled Alastair, pushing Nick away and getting to his feet again. "And I was really starting to like you, too. Fuck." Scowling, he started to pace back and forth, never once meeting Nick's eyes. "'Cause you know, Nick, you're ever so clever and sweet and you have some bloody strong opinions and I like that. But I've heard this before and it doesn't end well." Alastair stopped and leant on the foot of the bed. "You think you're in love, do you? Well, remember this, kid; it'll come in handy. Love doesn't exist," he spat, throwing up a hand to silence Nick's protests. "It's all chemicals. It's just your body telling you to make offspring and it dies in months, and there's nothing fucking profound or beautiful or meaningful about it!"
Disappointed by this reaction, Nick slipped out of bed and walked up to Alastair, laying his hands on the taller man's shoulders and leaning up to plant a kiss on his forehead. "But you're lying to yourself," he whispered.
"I'm the only one who isn't lying to himself," Alastair countered. "You all want to think we can have this magic connection with another human being but... remember the offspring thing? We pick handsome people to fall for, talented and healthy and good people. People like you."
"And you," Nick smiled.
"That's the point," hissed Alastair, breaking away from Nick's grip. "I can't handle people; it was only a bloody twist of fate that stopped me ending up in the gutter, for christ's sake. I'm not beautiful on the inside or any of that crap. I'm just a mess." He gave Nick a shove as the young man tried to approach him and grunted, "Get out before I make you. It's for your own good."
"But -"
"I said get out!"
Nick looked sadly into Alastair's eyes and kissed him again, a long, slow, unwilling kiss that broke off with what sounded like a tiny sob. "I can't change you," Nick breathed. "But I know you won't hurt me. You can't." He turned and gathered up his clothes. "Even if you don't know it yet, and no matter how afraid you are of realising it, you love me. Just like I love you."
When the door had shut behind him, Alastair sat down and tried to think of someone to call. Loneliness was hardly unfamiliar; it had become his best friend and ally, a reassurance that he wasn't completely frozen. But for the first time in his life, he started to wonder if love would be such a bad thing after all.
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I love that despite the hurt Nick isn't planning on giving up; he's accepted his feelings for Alastair and isn't trying to change the man, just open his eyes on what he's/they're missing out on because he's not allowing Nick in. It's also obvious that Alastair knows Nick is different from others he's been with in the past.
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I to love nick been in way so naive, yet so sure of his feelings and so positive that in time alastair's going to come round despite the short term pain. I think the way he you have written Nick letting Alastair come to his own decision about this is fantastic- and of course I can imagine that no-one could force Alastair to change.
So would love to see what happens when/if Alastair decides to take the risk and un-thaw his emotions and let nick really see him.
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