"i liked the way my hand looked on your head"

[scarletts_awry]

Yes, I know, Thanksgiving was precisely four weeks ago. Humor me please.

Title: Daylight in Bright Angles
Author: scarletts_awryRating: FRAO

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[monkeyfun1]

“Not really.” Danny’s voice is a little flat. “I mean, what’s so great about Thanksgiving? It’s just Thursday with a parade and lots of Turkey. I could just as easy have plain Thursday.”

“What’s not great about Thanksgiving?” Flack should leave it alone. “I love Thanksgiving.”

“Shoulda known that.”

Something about the way Danny says it makes Flack suspicious.
So this is supression...

“I’m not high.” And Flack manages to hold a frown on his face for a few seconds before breaking into a laugh at Danny’s long-suffering sigh.

“Give me the fucking control.” Danny can barely hide his grin.

“No.” Flack sets his mug on cushion between them to grab the control and hold it away at arm’s length. Danny snickers and catches Flack’s coffee before it spills.
and regression
all wrapped up in a wonderful scene of domesticity. I like Flack's awareness that there is something deeper going on there with Danny, but he's smart enough to let it go for now.
Danny's surprise at Don's having food is amusing. I had a friend who lived in a boxcar in New York and she didn't have a fridge. She told me... This is New York, I can get anything I want at any time I want. She had a coffee pot. So, I can understand Danny's surprise at Flack's having food and at his watching the food network and knowing who Rachel Ray is.
Brilliant fic... you amaze me as always,
T

[scarletts_awry]

Thanks. When geekslasher mentioned Thanksgiving, I had this image of them watching the Food Network and it all just spun out from there, but I really did want to find a way to have them domestic and still in character.