Blazing Saddles-Nowhere Special – I Always Wanted To Go There 2/2mizfaceNovember 5 2009, 03:15:01 UTC
The rest of that day’s ride was mostly silent, but it was of the companionable variety, so Bart wasn’t complaining, as it gave him time to think. He wondered why Jim had decided to make this journey with him, destination unknown, but it didn’t seem the right time to bring it up. And truth be known, he was a little unsure of how honest he was going to be about his reasons for wanting, and not wanting, Jim to come with him. But when it came down to it, he knew he was going to have to tell Jim how he felt, and better now, while they were still close to town, than later.
They set camp close to sundown, found a nice area for the horses to graze, a clear, cool creek for drinking water and a chance to wipe off a bit of the day’s travel, and before too long had a fire going.
Jim, as Bart knew from town, was the better cook, so he took care of the rest of the camp chores, and was rewarded with a meal that was simple but good, rather than partly burned as he would have done. They sat watching the fire, and Bart felt Jim’s eyes on him. Looked like it was time to talk.
“I wasn’t going to ask you to come along,” he began, figuring he might as well get that out right away. He kept his gaze aimed at the fire as he went on. “Didn’t seem fair. You had a place in Rock Ridge.”
“I did at that. My very own spot in the gutter.” Jim cut in quietly. His voice was joking, but Bart could hear more underneath. He’d been able to from the moment they met.
Bart shook his head and faced Jim, an I know better look on his face. “Come on now - you’re a hero. And anyhow,” he went on before Jim could challenge him, “however you got to Rock Ridge, we both know the reason behind it was to get away from being the Waco Kid. Travelling with me, you might end up getting recognized.”
“Maybe,” Jim acknowledged. “But it’s my choice to make. Unless you don’t want me around,” he finished, his tone half teasing.
Bart was silent at that. Too silent, he knew, but he couldn’t help it. Jim shifted away from him, and when Bart looked over he saw Jim’s expression was blank.
“Should I go back?”
Bart shrugged. “That’s up to you.”
“Well, if you don’t want me here…”
“Oh I do, I do,” Bart couldn’t help but reply.
“You want me here, but you weren’t going to ask me to come.” Jim cocked his head. “You have me very puzzled.”
Bart looked at the fire, then back at Jim, who just watched him, waiting. Bart sighed and leaned forward slowly to give Jim a soft kiss, then pulled back just far enough to look Jim in the eye. He figured it was only fair to stay within punching distance, in case Jim wanted to hit him. But when he met Jim’s gaze, he saw eyes twinkling with humor and affection.
Jim looked at him for a long minute, then raised an eyebrow and gently asked, “Are we… gay?”
Bart let out a breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding. “When it comes to you, it looks like I am.”
“Well,” Jim replied, raising a hand to cup Bart’s cheek, “that certainly clears things up.” And he moved in with a smile for a kiss. Bart returned the grin and met him halfway. Their second kiss was no less gentle than the first, but now Bart could feel the acceptance behind it, and had to stop when he couldn’t hold in a laugh. He rested his forehead against Jim’s as he chuckled, feeling a mixture of relief and sheer happiness at this unexpectedly good turn of events.
“So where do we go from here?” Jim asked.
Bart kissed him again, just because he could, then leaned back against the rock, arms outstretched. Jim followed suit, scooting close enough lean into the circle of one arm, resting his hand on Bart’s leg.
“Well I hadn’t rightly thought about it, but seems to me Massachusetts looks mighty inviting.”
Re: Blazing Saddles-Nowhere Special – I Always Wanted To Go There 2/2insane_duckfishNovember 5 2009, 11:26:12 UTC
EEEEEEEEEH! :D OMG, I love this so much! I especially love how you capture their voices in the dialogue, and Bart's internal struggle in the beginning is well done. <3 Thank you so much!
Re: Blazing Saddles-Nowhere Special – I Always Wanted To Go There 2/2mizfaceNovember 5 2009, 14:26:12 UTC
Oh thank GOODness! I wanted it to be light and fluffy, and then Bart got all introspective on me. I can't tell you how happy I am that you enjoyed this!!
They set camp close to sundown, found a nice area for the horses to graze, a clear, cool creek for drinking water and a chance to wipe off a bit of the day’s travel, and before too long had a fire going.
Jim, as Bart knew from town, was the better cook, so he took care of the rest of the camp chores, and was rewarded with a meal that was simple but good, rather than partly burned as he would have done. They sat watching the fire, and Bart felt Jim’s eyes on him. Looked like it was time to talk.
“I wasn’t going to ask you to come along,” he began, figuring he might as well get that out right away. He kept his gaze aimed at the fire as he went on. “Didn’t seem fair. You had a place in Rock Ridge.”
“I did at that. My very own spot in the gutter.” Jim cut in quietly. His voice was joking, but Bart could hear more underneath. He’d been able to from the moment they met.
Bart shook his head and faced Jim, an I know better look on his face. “Come on now - you’re a hero. And anyhow,” he went on before Jim could challenge him, “however you got to Rock Ridge, we both know the reason behind it was to get away from being the Waco Kid. Travelling with me, you might end up getting recognized.”
“Maybe,” Jim acknowledged. “But it’s my choice to make. Unless you don’t want me around,” he finished, his tone half teasing.
Bart was silent at that. Too silent, he knew, but he couldn’t help it. Jim shifted away from him, and when Bart looked over he saw Jim’s expression was blank.
“Should I go back?”
Bart shrugged. “That’s up to you.”
“Well, if you don’t want me here…”
“Oh I do, I do,” Bart couldn’t help but reply.
“You want me here, but you weren’t going to ask me to come.” Jim cocked his head. “You have me very puzzled.”
Bart looked at the fire, then back at Jim, who just watched him, waiting. Bart sighed and leaned forward slowly to give Jim a soft kiss, then pulled back just far enough to look Jim in the eye. He figured it was only fair to stay within punching distance, in case Jim wanted to hit him. But when he met Jim’s gaze, he saw eyes twinkling with humor and affection.
Jim looked at him for a long minute, then raised an eyebrow and gently asked, “Are we… gay?”
Bart let out a breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding. “When it comes to you, it looks like I am.”
“Well,” Jim replied, raising a hand to cup Bart’s cheek, “that certainly clears things up.” And he moved in with a smile for a kiss. Bart returned the grin and met him halfway. Their second kiss was no less gentle than the first, but now Bart could feel the acceptance behind it, and had to stop when he couldn’t hold in a laugh. He rested his forehead against Jim’s as he chuckled, feeling a mixture of relief and sheer happiness at this unexpectedly good turn of events.
“So where do we go from here?” Jim asked.
Bart kissed him again, just because he could, then leaned back against the rock, arms outstretched. Jim followed suit, scooting close enough lean into the circle of one arm, resting his hand on Bart’s leg.
“Well I hadn’t rightly thought about it, but seems to me Massachusetts looks mighty inviting.”
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