Say What You Mean (PG) Peter/Neal Slash

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Title: Say what you mean
Author: Turtlebaby_02
Characters (Pairings): Peter/Neal
Rating: PG
Word Count: 800ish
Warnings: Slash
Disclaimer: Nope, not mine. I'm just playing.
Summary: When you're lying to protect yourself, it's even blurry between the lines.
Author’s Note: This isn't what I started out writing. This isn't what I intended to write. This does not

Comments

[calis_1st]

Awwww..... that's so sweet. Poor Neal, still feeling insecure even after the anklet is off.

[turtlebaby_02]

:) Thank you! I'm glad you liked it. Poor Neal, I think he'll forever be insecure. lol

[sapphire2309]

The prompt's a song lyric, not my creation :P I have an affection for gorgeous lyrics and besides, they're one of my most important sources of inspiration.

This is sill a gorgeous interpretation of it though!!!! Love the way Peter and Neal do this little dance till Neal's backed up against the table. Love Neal describing Peter as home. The last thing Neal says before leaving the restaurant is like wow. Also that last exchange. So lovely! This was really awesome :D

[turtlebaby_02]

I started something else entirely and then realized there was no way I was going to tell that story in less than 3000 words and I did NOT have time for that. lol. It is a lovely lyric! I was a little awestruck by it. ;) but a heavy one! I might, at some point, have to go back to the original idea and do it how I originally thought it. But knowing me, I'll procrastinate too long and forget.

Anyway, I'm glad you liked it! Thank you!

[sapphire2309]

Maybe you could use the song as a reminder :) It's Recessional by Vienna Teng. Selfish reasons entirely, I assure you - I really want to see that other story. I'm driving myself crazy with the possibilities!

Liked? Loved. :D

[turtlebaby_02]

I just youtubed the song - it is gorgeous. Haunting and all feely. It will definitely be listened to again. And again. And probably will inspire the remainder of that story. There really are so many possibilities with this prompt, I wish I had the time to just sit and immerse myself in it. If that makes any sense. But the beginning is on my drive, labeled correctly as stout prompt. So it might get done, eventually! (I won't mention the other 20 or so beginnings I have lying around that I can never find the time to fall into. lol)

[embroiderama]

Aw man, this is lovely and it feels just right for them in that circumstance.

Because when you decide… you’ll have Elizabeth. And I’ll be the one that’s alone. And that non existent villa in Bali keeps me sane when I think of not being here.”

Ouch. And yet, perfect.

[turtlebaby_02]

Thank you! I'm glad you liked it. 24 hours is nowhere as long as you think it is. lol. I'm not sure I can see Neal getting into anything without planning for an out.

[sheenianni]

Ummm... yes. That sounds very much like them. And I can't help but think that despite the sweet ending, they didn't really solve the problem and it will come back to haunt them again... Neal's need to have an escape path and Peter being hurt because of it, and also Neal being the Burkes' "dirty little secret".
(I'm not very optimistic this morning.)
Great ficlet!

[turtlebaby_02]

Oh, I know. Neal wouldn't be able to just flip a switch and stop plannig for something he thinks is inevitable. I'm not a huge optimistic either and there is definitely more emotional hurt than is going to be fixed with half a conversation. These are my boys and their emotional turmoil is my playground. Thanks for reading and I'm glad you liked it!

[elrhiarhodan]

This is perfect!

I love the hurt feelings and the miscommunication and the neediness of both Peter and Neal. Their uncertainty is so palpable.

Brava!!!!!!!!!

[turtlebaby_02]

Thank you! There's something so vulnerable about these two that always make me want to hurt them. That sounded much more sadiatic than intended... lol

But I'm glad you liked the condensed version of their emotional ouchies. Thanks for reading!

[elrhiarhodan]

I know exactly what you mean - I love writing just this kind of interpersonal angst.

And if you ever want to write an expanded version, I would read the shit out of that.