Fic: QAF Drabble Collection [1]
I've been drabbling quite a bit over the past week, so here are the results of that. Most are conventional 100 word drabbles, but there is one longer drabble in the mix as well.
Drabble #1
Title: Before the Storm
Character/Pairing: Brian/Justin
Rating: PG-13, strong language and allusion to child abuse
Notes: 100 words. Written for the drabble challenge at qaf_land. Set in very late season one before the bashing and based heavily on CCR's "Have You Ever Seen The Rain?". It was my attempt to highlight the differences between Brian and Justin's lives, how Justin's life has been comparatively kinder than Brian's up to this point.
You like watching him sleep.
He's pressed tightly against your chest after a long night of fucking. You told him you wanted more of him, but all you really want at this early hour is this-him, wrapped in you. You're a liar if you say this doesn't scare you, and you're betraying him if you say it doesn't mean something.
Justin sleeps in peace, his sighs content and smiles dreamy. You haven't had a restful night's sleep since the day Jack began breaking you.
And it draws you to Sunshine-the fact that he's never seen a rainy day.
Drabble #2
Title: Rekindled
Character/Pairing: Brian/Justin
Rating: G
Notes: 100 words. Post 3.08 but likely pre-3.09.
You'd tell yourself you're having another daydream, except Justin's usually naked in those and right now he's clothed.
Clothed, dancing in your bedroom.
He doesn't notice you when you cross the room, so you watch. He's a good dancer, his hips swaying to the beat. While you hadn't forgotten how hot he looks when he dances, you don't remember it quite like this. Tonight, if you saw him under the pulsing lights of Babylon, you think you might fall in love all over again.
You'll never know what it is about Justin Taylor and dancing that turns you ridiculously romantic.
Drabble #3
Title: Haunted
Character/Pairing: Brian and Daphne, Brian/Justin
Rating: PG, reference to the bashing
Notes: 100 words. Prompted with "Brian and Daphne, talking about Justin". Takes place just after the final Brian and Daphne scene in 4.09 where Brian gives that unconvincing speech about Justin standing up for himself.
His heart pounds.
He sits on the edge of his desk because the more he lets Daphne's words sink in the more he feels like his knees might give out. Part of Brian always knew that Justin would have to make peace with what happened that night, but no part of that, in Brian's mind, ever included a gun.
"I know you don't honestly believe a word you just said." She pauses, fights with herself. "He stood up for himself that night too, you know. And he almost died because of it."
He knows. Sometimes he relives it every night.
Drabble #4
Title: As Fate Would Have It
Character/Pairing: Brian
Rating: PG, mild language
Notes: 100 words. Prompted with "fear". Takes place the night of 1.01 and is my attempt to explain why Brian left his phone off. Obviously, it was the best decision he ever made.
Lindsay's almost due. You didn't think it'd bother you-watching her carrying your kid.
You like to forget that detail. And somehow you try to think of it as it, not your son. You were just helping a friend is all. It was the right thing to do.
But any day now you're going to be a father.
Despite the fact that you know you're not going to raise him, it still scares you shitless. You don't think you want to be there when it happens. That's probably why you make a conscious decision to turn off your cell tonight.
Drabble #5
Title: Mother's Day
Character/Pairing: Brian and Lindsay, past Brian/Lindsay
Rating: PG, references to sexual situations
Notes: 350 words. Written for Mother's Day. Adherence to canon established in 1.01. Fits in sometime after Mel and Linds break-up in season one (more so in my head than in any canon timeline).
You order her an iced tea with lemon while you wait for her to return from changing Gus. The two of you haven't had lunch in this café for a few years now, but it still feels like the most natural place for the two of you to be together. You'd spent so many of your college days here.
If someone had told you that you'd be spending Lindsay's first Mother's Day here, you wouldn't have believed it, even though this place is special to you. It's where you'd crammed for your art history final together, the place where Lindsay had worked the summer her parents had cut her off. You'd met her here late one night after you'd just come back from winning the soccer championship, took her back to yours and slept with her a second time. To this day you tell yourself that you ought to regret that, but you don't.
You sat over there the afternoon that you fell in love with her smile-your son's smile-even though you knew you'd never be able to give her something that you both could have settled for.
Maybe you did settle in some way. Maybe your son is proof of that.
She'd known you needed him. That's the thing with Lindsay-she's always known. She knows how to tell you off, how to comfort you. She knows how to lie for you, has faced your family with you all those times you needed her. She knows how to love you even when you can't promise much in return.
Sometimes you feel like you don't know much in comparison.
Except that she takes iced tea with lemon and her favorite color is purple. That she outgrew her favorite sweater a long time ago but still has it packed away. That she likes having sex with the lights on and always makes you want to kiss her as she says your name when she cums.
That she's given you the greatest gift-even when you swore you never wanted him-and that she's restored your faith in motherhood again.
Drabble #1
Title: Before the Storm
Character/Pairing: Brian/Justin
Rating: PG-13, strong language and allusion to child abuse
Notes: 100 words. Written for the drabble challenge at qaf_land. Set in very late season one before the bashing and based heavily on CCR's "Have You Ever Seen The Rain?". It was my attempt to highlight the differences between Brian and Justin's lives, how Justin's life has been comparatively kinder than Brian's up to this point.
You like watching him sleep.
He's pressed tightly against your chest after a long night of fucking. You told him you wanted more of him, but all you really want at this early hour is this-him, wrapped in you. You're a liar if you say this doesn't scare you, and you're betraying him if you say it doesn't mean something.
Justin sleeps in peace, his sighs content and smiles dreamy. You haven't had a restful night's sleep since the day Jack began breaking you.
And it draws you to Sunshine-the fact that he's never seen a rainy day.
Drabble #2
Title: Rekindled
Character/Pairing: Brian/Justin
Rating: G
Notes: 100 words. Post 3.08 but likely pre-3.09.
You'd tell yourself you're having another daydream, except Justin's usually naked in those and right now he's clothed.
Clothed, dancing in your bedroom.
He doesn't notice you when you cross the room, so you watch. He's a good dancer, his hips swaying to the beat. While you hadn't forgotten how hot he looks when he dances, you don't remember it quite like this. Tonight, if you saw him under the pulsing lights of Babylon, you think you might fall in love all over again.
You'll never know what it is about Justin Taylor and dancing that turns you ridiculously romantic.
Drabble #3
Title: Haunted
Character/Pairing: Brian and Daphne, Brian/Justin
Rating: PG, reference to the bashing
Notes: 100 words. Prompted with "Brian and Daphne, talking about Justin". Takes place just after the final Brian and Daphne scene in 4.09 where Brian gives that unconvincing speech about Justin standing up for himself.
His heart pounds.
He sits on the edge of his desk because the more he lets Daphne's words sink in the more he feels like his knees might give out. Part of Brian always knew that Justin would have to make peace with what happened that night, but no part of that, in Brian's mind, ever included a gun.
"I know you don't honestly believe a word you just said." She pauses, fights with herself. "He stood up for himself that night too, you know. And he almost died because of it."
He knows. Sometimes he relives it every night.
Drabble #4
Title: As Fate Would Have It
Character/Pairing: Brian
Rating: PG, mild language
Notes: 100 words. Prompted with "fear". Takes place the night of 1.01 and is my attempt to explain why Brian left his phone off. Obviously, it was the best decision he ever made.
Lindsay's almost due. You didn't think it'd bother you-watching her carrying your kid.
You like to forget that detail. And somehow you try to think of it as it, not your son. You were just helping a friend is all. It was the right thing to do.
But any day now you're going to be a father.
Despite the fact that you know you're not going to raise him, it still scares you shitless. You don't think you want to be there when it happens. That's probably why you make a conscious decision to turn off your cell tonight.
Drabble #5
Title: Mother's Day
Character/Pairing: Brian and Lindsay, past Brian/Lindsay
Rating: PG, references to sexual situations
Notes: 350 words. Written for Mother's Day. Adherence to canon established in 1.01. Fits in sometime after Mel and Linds break-up in season one (more so in my head than in any canon timeline).
You order her an iced tea with lemon while you wait for her to return from changing Gus. The two of you haven't had lunch in this café for a few years now, but it still feels like the most natural place for the two of you to be together. You'd spent so many of your college days here.
If someone had told you that you'd be spending Lindsay's first Mother's Day here, you wouldn't have believed it, even though this place is special to you. It's where you'd crammed for your art history final together, the place where Lindsay had worked the summer her parents had cut her off. You'd met her here late one night after you'd just come back from winning the soccer championship, took her back to yours and slept with her a second time. To this day you tell yourself that you ought to regret that, but you don't.
You sat over there the afternoon that you fell in love with her smile-your son's smile-even though you knew you'd never be able to give her something that you both could have settled for.
Maybe you did settle in some way. Maybe your son is proof of that.
She'd known you needed him. That's the thing with Lindsay-she's always known. She knows how to tell you off, how to comfort you. She knows how to lie for you, has faced your family with you all those times you needed her. She knows how to love you even when you can't promise much in return.
Sometimes you feel like you don't know much in comparison.
Except that she takes iced tea with lemon and her favorite color is purple. That she outgrew her favorite sweater a long time ago but still has it packed away. That she likes having sex with the lights on and always makes you want to kiss her as she says your name when she cums.
That she's given you the greatest gift-even when you swore you never wanted him-and that she's restored your faith in motherhood again.