I'm not really spoiled, I just read the summaries for the episodes through sweeps? And at first I thought that I kind of figured out who the father was through that, but after this week's episode, I think that maybe I was wrong.
I really want to write it. I've been writing it in my head all night.
"Harry, if you had just told him the truth," Simon says, gently untucking his arm from under Tom to touch her wrist, "if you had just explained it to him, you could have ended the argument instantly."
"I can't just blurt this out to him, Simon," Harriet says. Her tone is soft, as if she's explaining something to a child, but somehow it doesn't seem as patronizing as it should. Probably because Simon knows she's right. "He'd kill you and Tom."
"It's not like that," Simon says, even though he knows it's futile. It's not really like anything, and he knows that it would be impossible for anyone but the three of them to really understand.
"It's not," Harriet agrees. "You take care of Tom and I take care of you and both of you take care of me." She leans over and kisses Simon's cheek, her hand pressed gently to Tom's, Simon's fingers still clasped around her wrist. "It's a cycle. It's a circle. It's a support group. But if anyone were to walk into this house now and see Tommy sleeping on our laps and the two of us leaning together like this? It would be tawdry, Sim. They'd think it was awful and tawdry and that's why I can't tell Matt. Because I love you and I love Tom and ruining this by sullying it is the last thing I want to do."
Um. There is more. But that is the scene that I wrote in my head on the way back from Steven's. The image of Harry holding Tom's hand and Simon holding Harry's wrist is what particularly struck me.
ANYWAY. I need to work on my senior project for reals before I write more of this!
I have this thing for threesomes? But fuctional threesomes. Where the sex is basically an afterthought. And that's what I imagine this as. The three of them are this little web, this little pocket of support and help and shared joy and pain and sometimes, sometimes when Tom's girlfriend doesn't understand and leaves him, and sometimes when Harry broke up with Matt and needed comfort, sex came into it. But mostly? It's just this entity, where they need each other and do things together and work as a team.
But they know that, especially in Hollywood, things like that don't work. And if anyone found out, they'd be... completely destroyed. Even if the sex wasn't important. Even if the sex came last. So they sort of... hide it away.
(I seriously am addicted to three-way fuctional relationships. Sam/Will&Elsie, House/Stacy/Wilson, and even some of my own characters. It's insane.)
Oh, I love the idea of that so much. I mean, I love my threesomes (Josh/Sam/Donna and House/Wilson/Cuddy, mostly), but they're so fucked up in my head. And I love the Big Three so, so much, and I can totally see them like this.
I really want to write it. I've been writing it in my head all night.
"Harry, if you had just told him the truth," Simon says, gently untucking his arm from under Tom to touch her wrist, "if you had just explained it to him, you could have ended the argument instantly."
"I can't just blurt this out to him, Simon," Harriet says. Her tone is soft, as if she's explaining something to a child, but somehow it doesn't seem as patronizing as it should. Probably because Simon knows she's right. "He'd kill you and Tom."
"It's not like that," Simon says, even though he knows it's futile. It's not really like anything, and he knows that it would be impossible for anyone but the three of them to really understand.
"It's not," Harriet agrees. "You take care of Tom and I take care of you and both of you take care of me." She leans over and kisses Simon's cheek, her hand pressed gently to Tom's, Simon's fingers still clasped around her wrist. "It's a cycle. It's a circle. It's a support group. But if anyone were to walk into this house now and see Tommy sleeping on our laps and the two of us leaning together like this? It would be tawdry, Sim. They'd think it was awful and tawdry and that's why I can't tell Matt. Because I love you and I love Tom and ruining this by sullying it is the last thing I want to do."
Um. There is more. But that is the scene that I wrote in my head on the way back from Steven's. The image of Harry holding Tom's hand and Simon holding Harry's wrist is what particularly struck me.
ANYWAY. I need to work on my senior project for reals before I write more of this!
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But they know that, especially in Hollywood, things like that don't work. And if anyone found out, they'd be... completely destroyed. Even if the sex wasn't important. Even if the sex came last. So they sort of... hide it away.
(I seriously am addicted to three-way fuctional relationships. Sam/Will&Elsie, House/Stacy/Wilson, and even some of my own characters. It's insane.)
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