~Fun Fic Friday~
TGIF! It's the day before the weekend, and what better way to close out a long week than with a fun dose of ficlets and drabbles of Luke, Reid, or Luke & Reid? Or how about some amazing icons or graphics of the guys? (Don't be fooled by the name - Fun (Graph)Fic Friday just didn't have the same ring to it.) Here's your chance to
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This was inspired by a poll I could not ignore http://lure-atwt.livejournal.com/2395696.html. Guess I have kind of strong feelings about those days. And I simply love septembermornings.
Achilles, or: Musings of a Septembermorning
"Do you remember the first time we made love?". Luke closes his laptop and puts it on the table, he has been browsing the internet for half an hour without finding something interesting to read.
"Hmmm?". Reid's stretched out on the couch, feet in Luke's lap, seemingly immersed in the last issue of the Lancet. "The first time we... ah!", he cries out as Luke pinches his left foot. The magazine falls on the floor as he lies down even more comfortable than before, pulling Luke on top of him. "The first time we made love?!"
Luke chuckles, "Yeah, the first time we made love. I know it's been awhile, but...".
This time Reid chuckles. He presses a soft kiss on Luke's head.
"I do, you know.", Luke murmurs, his hand making little circles on Reid's chest. "I remember how you came back from Bay City that day before, saving Chris Hughes' life by bringing him a heart.".
"Yeah, that really was an act of genius", Reid snorts, "What was I thinking?".
"Shhh!", Luke softly slaps him. "It was, you know, you were everybody's knight in shining armor. Well, maybe it was not an act of sheer genius, but at least it was an act of love."
"Ah, love. Back to your favorite topic."
Luke squeezes Reid's side. "Don't be an ass. Yes, love. Your achillesheel, doctor Oliver.".
Reid softly smiles. He remembers. Of course he remembers. After a long and stressful day, they left the hospital together. There was nothing he wanted more that night than to be alone, at home, with Luke. But when they finally got there, the events of the day kicked in. He remembers breaking down, overwhelmed, no, completely overflowed by the emotions he'd tried to stowe away for so long. Falling to pieces, in Luke's strong arms. He remembers waking up the next morning, with Luke in his bed. He remembers Luke opening his beautiful eyes. He remembers the message they sent eachother silently. I love you. You're safe with me. I've got you. I know. He remembers. Of course he remembers.
"My achillesheel, huh? Want to find out what other soft spot this hero has, sweet Patroklos?" Reid swiftly grabs Luke and spins them around on the couch.
"Hmmm, doctor Oliver, it does not feel so soft to me!".
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No, I haven't, but I just googled it and now I'm curious!
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Thanks ;)
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Thank you!
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I'm still floating on your last weeks comment you know....
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LuRe's everyday life is one of my favorite topics :)
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