Maybe - A Private Practice One-Shot Fanfic - Cooper/Violet
Title: Maybe
Rating: PG-13
Fandom: Private Practice
Pairing: Cooper/Violet
Summary: He was in love with his best friend. His beautiful, crazy, obsessive, caring best friend. Spoilers through most of season one. One-shot.
Author's Note: This is for Kat, on her birthday. HAPPY BIRTHDAY, KAT!
Maybe
He loved her, you know. It’s not something he’ll admit to anyone else, and even admitting it to himself is quite the rarity. But yes, Cooper accepted the fact that he was in love. He was in love with his best friend. His beautiful, crazy, obsessive, caring best friend.
She was still hung up over Alan. She might always be - that was a fact Cooper had resigned himself to years ago. And she didn’t love him the way that he loved her. Sometimes he thought there was something there. Behind her eyes, when they spoke. When they had a moment that didn’t quite qualify as a moment (There had to be something actually going on to have a moment). It was almost as though she felt it to, but she didn’t know it. It was like she didn’t know what she was feeling herself. There was this certain understanding in her eyes sometimes that was simply too understanding to be nothing.
It always entertained him that she was a shrink. He had no problem with it. He thought that psychology was a wonderful study, and to help people in that way was wonderful. He envied her, really, for being able to help people in such a way. No, what entertained him was that she trained. She could understand the complexities of human nature, but she couldn’t see what was right in front of her. And she couldn’t understand herself. Wasn’t part of her job to read people? I hope she does a better job with her patients, he thought.
She might not ever truly see what was in front of her. Not even as they stood there on opposite sides of Violets bed, clothes quickly falling away, did she notice. No, she didn’t see what was in front of her then, before she tried to jump into bed with her best friend.
Maybe she never would.
And maybe, just maybe, he’s okay with that.
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concrit is appreciated.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, KAT.
Rating: PG-13
Fandom: Private Practice
Pairing: Cooper/Violet
Summary: He was in love with his best friend. His beautiful, crazy, obsessive, caring best friend. Spoilers through most of season one. One-shot.
Author's Note: This is for Kat, on her birthday. HAPPY BIRTHDAY, KAT!
Maybe
He loved her, you know. It’s not something he’ll admit to anyone else, and even admitting it to himself is quite the rarity. But yes, Cooper accepted the fact that he was in love. He was in love with his best friend. His beautiful, crazy, obsessive, caring best friend.
She was still hung up over Alan. She might always be - that was a fact Cooper had resigned himself to years ago. And she didn’t love him the way that he loved her. Sometimes he thought there was something there. Behind her eyes, when they spoke. When they had a moment that didn’t quite qualify as a moment (There had to be something actually going on to have a moment). It was almost as though she felt it to, but she didn’t know it. It was like she didn’t know what she was feeling herself. There was this certain understanding in her eyes sometimes that was simply too understanding to be nothing.
It always entertained him that she was a shrink. He had no problem with it. He thought that psychology was a wonderful study, and to help people in that way was wonderful. He envied her, really, for being able to help people in such a way. No, what entertained him was that she trained. She could understand the complexities of human nature, but she couldn’t see what was right in front of her. And she couldn’t understand herself. Wasn’t part of her job to read people? I hope she does a better job with her patients, he thought.
She might not ever truly see what was in front of her. Not even as they stood there on opposite sides of Violets bed, clothes quickly falling away, did she notice. No, she didn’t see what was in front of her then, before she tried to jump into bed with her best friend.
Maybe she never would.
And maybe, just maybe, he’s okay with that.
---
concrit is appreciated.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, KAT.