CSI: Miami Prompt # 88 (A Single Tear Pt. 2)
Title: A Single Tear Pt. 2
Fandom: CSI: Miami
Characters: Horatio Caine and Ryan Wolfe
Prompt: 88 Stay
Word Count: 338
Summary: Horatio looks in on his lover.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters nor am I making any money off of this story.
Author's Notes: Looks like another series bunny has bitten me again.
Ryan opened the door to his apartment and saw Horatio standing there looking over his sunglasses with his hands in his pockets.
“May I come in?” the redhead softly inquired.
Ryan nodded and stepped back to allow his lover to enter. He closed and leaned on the door watching Horatio remove and pocket his sunglasses. “Where do I stand with you?”
Horatio turned to face Ryan. “I love you, but you need to get help for your addiction.”
“I have,” Ryan quietly answered. “I joined a gambler’s anonymous group after the dead pool case.”
“So that’s where you have been going on Tuesday nights?”
“Yes.” Ryan dropped his eyes to the floor. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you.”
“How am I to have your back, if I don’t know what’s going on?” Horatio sighed.
“I didn’t want to burden you with my problem,” Ryan mumbled.
Horatio stepped into Ryan’s personal space. He placed a hand under his lover’s chin and raised his head so that they were looking eye to eye. “Why?”
“Because I love you despite your superhero complex, and you needed time to grieve for Marisol.”
“Thank you, but next time let me decide what I can and can not handle. Okay?”
“Okay.”
Horatio pulled Ryan into a loose embrace resting the other man’s head on his shoulder.
“What about the lab?” Ryan inquired after a few minutes of companionable silence.
“We’ll work at getting you reinstated, but it is going to take some time.”
Ryan pulled away from the comfort Horatio was providing. He walked over to the bay window that overlooked the street. He wrapped his arms around himself as if he could ward off the feeling of impending doom that was seeping into his soul. “I fucked up badly this time, didn’t I?”
“You did.”
Ryan took a deep breath and released it. He turned to face Horatio and held out his hand. “Will you stay?”
“Yes,” Horatio answered. He took Ryan’s hand and pulled his lover back into his arms.
TBC…
Fandom: CSI: Miami
Characters: Horatio Caine and Ryan Wolfe
Prompt: 88 Stay
Word Count: 338
Summary: Horatio looks in on his lover.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters nor am I making any money off of this story.
Author's Notes: Looks like another series bunny has bitten me again.
Ryan opened the door to his apartment and saw Horatio standing there looking over his sunglasses with his hands in his pockets.
“May I come in?” the redhead softly inquired.
Ryan nodded and stepped back to allow his lover to enter. He closed and leaned on the door watching Horatio remove and pocket his sunglasses. “Where do I stand with you?”
Horatio turned to face Ryan. “I love you, but you need to get help for your addiction.”
“I have,” Ryan quietly answered. “I joined a gambler’s anonymous group after the dead pool case.”
“So that’s where you have been going on Tuesday nights?”
“Yes.” Ryan dropped his eyes to the floor. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you.”
“How am I to have your back, if I don’t know what’s going on?” Horatio sighed.
“I didn’t want to burden you with my problem,” Ryan mumbled.
Horatio stepped into Ryan’s personal space. He placed a hand under his lover’s chin and raised his head so that they were looking eye to eye. “Why?”
“Because I love you despite your superhero complex, and you needed time to grieve for Marisol.”
“Thank you, but next time let me decide what I can and can not handle. Okay?”
“Okay.”
Horatio pulled Ryan into a loose embrace resting the other man’s head on his shoulder.
“What about the lab?” Ryan inquired after a few minutes of companionable silence.
“We’ll work at getting you reinstated, but it is going to take some time.”
Ryan pulled away from the comfort Horatio was providing. He walked over to the bay window that overlooked the street. He wrapped his arms around himself as if he could ward off the feeling of impending doom that was seeping into his soul. “I fucked up badly this time, didn’t I?”
“You did.”
Ryan took a deep breath and released it. He turned to face Horatio and held out his hand. “Will you stay?”
“Yes,” Horatio answered. He took Ryan’s hand and pulled his lover back into his arms.
TBC…