Black Box (Agron/Nasir) 18/?
Title: Black Box
Author: Wannabelg
Fandom: Spartacus (Series)
Rating: Strong R (maybe NC-17, don't know yet)
Warnings: m/m slash, mention of deceased characters, violence
Spoilers: None really
Disclaimer: Not mine!
Summary: Agron Metzger is a detective who works on so-called cold cases. When one day they think a serial killer might be at work, they save the last victim. When Agron realises he knows this man, he would do anything to keep him from harm.
Notes: This is turning into a really long fic!
As soon as Nasir offered to help Agron with his own testimony, things seemed to go smoother between them, as if nothing ever happened. In between the sessions they went out to grab a cup of coffee and a few days before the trial, Nasir invited Agron for lunch.
“I have to come back here anyway and you too… and you look like you can use a decent meal.” Nasir said as he gestured towards Agron’s form. Agron had grown thin during the last couple of weeks, suffering from his memories.
“Yeah, sure.” Agron nodded and he watched as Nasir walked out of the interrogation room in search of his coat. Agron put on his own and when he walked by Spartacus, his boss looked at him in strange manner.
“It’s just lunch, boss. It’s not like I’m going to sleep with him.” Agron grumbled and Spartacus rolled his eyes and shook his head.
“Don’t fuck up, Agron, not now.” He just pointed out and then left to his office. Agron knew that he had been walking a thin line ever since Nasir had offered his help. They had never been lovers, but it was clear that both would like to be more than friends and although Agron kept his distance from Nasir, it became harder with each passing day. He refrained from touching Nasir and tried not to come into his personal space.
Nasir was waiting for Agron at the entrance of the office building and they set off to a small restaurant in a side street where Nasir liked to eat. There were just five tables and none of them were occupied at the moment. Nasir ushered Agron in and then went in after him. Agron failed to notice that this was actually the closing day of the restaurant.
“Nasir, are you sure that…” Agron began but Nasir shushed him.
“Chadara?!” He called out and only moments later a perky blonde woman came in, smiling broadly at Nasir and Agron.
“Hey! I thought you weren’t going to show today. Go and sit down, I’ll come by with the menus in a moment.”
Agron didn’t miss the wink Chadara gave Nasir or the blush on Nasir’s cheeks afterwards. He was beginning to think someone had set him up and that the doer sat right in front of him. Although he found it completely adorable, this was not the right thing to do.
“Nasir, I don’t think this is a good idea.” Agron began but Nasir shook his head.
“No thinking about the case right now, Agron.” He said softly and Agron knew that he was pleading with him, so Agron sighed and nodded. Chadara came back with the menus and disappeared into the kitchen.
“Is she a friend of yours?” Agron asked as he looked through the menu and he barely saw Nasir nod.
“Does she know anything of what you have been through? About the trial?” Agron asked, breaking his promise of not talking about the case, but he didn’t want their lunch break coming in the papers the day after. Nasir put his menu down.
“I asked Chadara to open up the restaurant today for us. Nobody will come in here, Agron, it’s just you and me. Chadara will make us some food, leave is drinks and then she is gone, she gave me the key to close up. She wanted to do this for me and I wanted you and I to have a private moment together so we might really talk.”
Agron looked at Nasir like he had seen a ghost.
“Why?” He finally uttered and Nasir sighed and shook his head.
“Because I wanted you to myself, alright?!” He then grumbled. “You are so different from the man I got to know just a few months ago. Where is he, Agron? You said that after the trial we might… And I…”
For the first time in weeks Agron allowed himself to lean forward, to touch Nasir as he laid his hand over Nasir’s and it made Nasir look up at him.
“I am still here, Nasir.” He whispered. “I have promised Spartacus that I would be professional in this or I wouldn’t be allowed to coach you, that is why I maybe seem distant to you. It’s just for a few days now and then it’s over.”
Nasir turned his hand and intertwined their fingers, looking at their joined hands.
“But we can have these few hours, right? Chadara won’t talk to anyone about this, nobody knows this place except for a few people and the press won’t follow us here, I’m sure. Please, Agron?”
Silence followed. Nasir feared that he might have overstepped and he continued to look at their hands noticing that Agron didn’t pull back from his touch. Perhaps there was hope, if Agron said that everything would be fine after the trial… but Nasir feared for the days to come.
“If you are sure Chadara won’t tell a soul, I’ll stay.” Agron finally managed to get out and the smile Nasir directed at him was worth all the risk he was taking. At that moment Chadara came back from the kitchen and she smiled at the both of them.
“I’m guessing things are going well then.” She asked Nasir, who didn’t really answer but it was enough for her to see him smile. “Did you get a look at the menu? What are you guys having?”
They actually didn’t look, but Agron looked at Nasir expectingly, like he would know what to say to Chadara.
“You don’t have to bother too much, I’ve already taken your free day away. Do you have something which doesn’t take much time?” He asked and Agron smiled approvingly.
“Just a sandwich then?” Chadara asked and both men nodded their answer. “I’ll only take a few minutes and then I’ll leave you guys to it.” She announced and Nasir thought he could hear the smile in her voice. He probably would have to tell her everything later on.
“Have you guys known each other for long?” Agron asked as he looked to the door where Chadara disappeared.
“Quite a few years, yeah, since I moved here. She’s the one that kept me going when I decided that it would be better to live on my own.”
“I’m glad she did.” Agron said softly and Nasir could hear how serious he was. They had not moved their hands and Agron gently squeezed Nasir’s, before removing his and laying both of his hands on the table.
“And now that you have me all to yourself, what are you going to do with me?” Agron asked and it was an attempt at a joke, but the underlying weight of his words were known to Nasir. Agron, despite all his brashness, was a gentle soul and easily hurt, although one who did not know him very well, would never see it.
“Mira suggested that we should talk things through, what… what we’ve gone through together. That you try to talk to me about your brother and that I… talk to you about what happened to me. And how we see each other and… maybe we can just get drunk.” Nasir contemplated and it had Agron laughing.
“We do the heavy stuff another time?” Agron asked and Nasir nodded. They only had a precious few hours together, he was not going to spoil it by bringing up old grief. When Chadara brought in their sandwiches and then excused herself, giving her keys to Nasir and stressing that he had to lock up, they had the place to themselves.
“Why don’t we go sit over there?” Nasir suggested as he pointed towards the far more comfortable couches in the very small but very cozy area where guests waited to be shown their table or just to have a drink. Since these couches stood near the back, even less people would be able to see them.
“Sure.” Agron nodded as he headed over to the bar and got the both of them a beer. Chadara said that they could help themselves, but mentally Agron was making a note about what he was using so that he could pay for it.
They sat down on the couch together, a little awkward after trying to stay in a small distance from each other for months on end. It was finally Agron who turned a little so that he could watch Nasir and his finger touched Nasir’s cheek.
“You’re still so very beautiful.” Agron murmured softly and Nasir gasped at the soft touch.
“As are you.” He whispered in answer and it made Agron snicker.
“Me, beautiful? I don’t think you could use that word on me.”
Nasir looked at Agron and Agron could swear that he saw love in those eyes, but he refused to think that far.
“When everything is over, I’ll show you just how beautiful I think you are.” Nasir replied with a small smile.
Author: Wannabelg
Fandom: Spartacus (Series)
Rating: Strong R (maybe NC-17, don't know yet)
Warnings: m/m slash, mention of deceased characters, violence
Spoilers: None really
Disclaimer: Not mine!
Summary: Agron Metzger is a detective who works on so-called cold cases. When one day they think a serial killer might be at work, they save the last victim. When Agron realises he knows this man, he would do anything to keep him from harm.
Notes: This is turning into a really long fic!
As soon as Nasir offered to help Agron with his own testimony, things seemed to go smoother between them, as if nothing ever happened. In between the sessions they went out to grab a cup of coffee and a few days before the trial, Nasir invited Agron for lunch.
“I have to come back here anyway and you too… and you look like you can use a decent meal.” Nasir said as he gestured towards Agron’s form. Agron had grown thin during the last couple of weeks, suffering from his memories.
“Yeah, sure.” Agron nodded and he watched as Nasir walked out of the interrogation room in search of his coat. Agron put on his own and when he walked by Spartacus, his boss looked at him in strange manner.
“It’s just lunch, boss. It’s not like I’m going to sleep with him.” Agron grumbled and Spartacus rolled his eyes and shook his head.
“Don’t fuck up, Agron, not now.” He just pointed out and then left to his office. Agron knew that he had been walking a thin line ever since Nasir had offered his help. They had never been lovers, but it was clear that both would like to be more than friends and although Agron kept his distance from Nasir, it became harder with each passing day. He refrained from touching Nasir and tried not to come into his personal space.
Nasir was waiting for Agron at the entrance of the office building and they set off to a small restaurant in a side street where Nasir liked to eat. There were just five tables and none of them were occupied at the moment. Nasir ushered Agron in and then went in after him. Agron failed to notice that this was actually the closing day of the restaurant.
“Nasir, are you sure that…” Agron began but Nasir shushed him.
“Chadara?!” He called out and only moments later a perky blonde woman came in, smiling broadly at Nasir and Agron.
“Hey! I thought you weren’t going to show today. Go and sit down, I’ll come by with the menus in a moment.”
Agron didn’t miss the wink Chadara gave Nasir or the blush on Nasir’s cheeks afterwards. He was beginning to think someone had set him up and that the doer sat right in front of him. Although he found it completely adorable, this was not the right thing to do.
“Nasir, I don’t think this is a good idea.” Agron began but Nasir shook his head.
“No thinking about the case right now, Agron.” He said softly and Agron knew that he was pleading with him, so Agron sighed and nodded. Chadara came back with the menus and disappeared into the kitchen.
“Is she a friend of yours?” Agron asked as he looked through the menu and he barely saw Nasir nod.
“Does she know anything of what you have been through? About the trial?” Agron asked, breaking his promise of not talking about the case, but he didn’t want their lunch break coming in the papers the day after. Nasir put his menu down.
“I asked Chadara to open up the restaurant today for us. Nobody will come in here, Agron, it’s just you and me. Chadara will make us some food, leave is drinks and then she is gone, she gave me the key to close up. She wanted to do this for me and I wanted you and I to have a private moment together so we might really talk.”
Agron looked at Nasir like he had seen a ghost.
“Why?” He finally uttered and Nasir sighed and shook his head.
“Because I wanted you to myself, alright?!” He then grumbled. “You are so different from the man I got to know just a few months ago. Where is he, Agron? You said that after the trial we might… And I…”
For the first time in weeks Agron allowed himself to lean forward, to touch Nasir as he laid his hand over Nasir’s and it made Nasir look up at him.
“I am still here, Nasir.” He whispered. “I have promised Spartacus that I would be professional in this or I wouldn’t be allowed to coach you, that is why I maybe seem distant to you. It’s just for a few days now and then it’s over.”
Nasir turned his hand and intertwined their fingers, looking at their joined hands.
“But we can have these few hours, right? Chadara won’t talk to anyone about this, nobody knows this place except for a few people and the press won’t follow us here, I’m sure. Please, Agron?”
Silence followed. Nasir feared that he might have overstepped and he continued to look at their hands noticing that Agron didn’t pull back from his touch. Perhaps there was hope, if Agron said that everything would be fine after the trial… but Nasir feared for the days to come.
“If you are sure Chadara won’t tell a soul, I’ll stay.” Agron finally managed to get out and the smile Nasir directed at him was worth all the risk he was taking. At that moment Chadara came back from the kitchen and she smiled at the both of them.
“I’m guessing things are going well then.” She asked Nasir, who didn’t really answer but it was enough for her to see him smile. “Did you get a look at the menu? What are you guys having?”
They actually didn’t look, but Agron looked at Nasir expectingly, like he would know what to say to Chadara.
“You don’t have to bother too much, I’ve already taken your free day away. Do you have something which doesn’t take much time?” He asked and Agron smiled approvingly.
“Just a sandwich then?” Chadara asked and both men nodded their answer. “I’ll only take a few minutes and then I’ll leave you guys to it.” She announced and Nasir thought he could hear the smile in her voice. He probably would have to tell her everything later on.
“Have you guys known each other for long?” Agron asked as he looked to the door where Chadara disappeared.
“Quite a few years, yeah, since I moved here. She’s the one that kept me going when I decided that it would be better to live on my own.”
“I’m glad she did.” Agron said softly and Nasir could hear how serious he was. They had not moved their hands and Agron gently squeezed Nasir’s, before removing his and laying both of his hands on the table.
“And now that you have me all to yourself, what are you going to do with me?” Agron asked and it was an attempt at a joke, but the underlying weight of his words were known to Nasir. Agron, despite all his brashness, was a gentle soul and easily hurt, although one who did not know him very well, would never see it.
“Mira suggested that we should talk things through, what… what we’ve gone through together. That you try to talk to me about your brother and that I… talk to you about what happened to me. And how we see each other and… maybe we can just get drunk.” Nasir contemplated and it had Agron laughing.
“We do the heavy stuff another time?” Agron asked and Nasir nodded. They only had a precious few hours together, he was not going to spoil it by bringing up old grief. When Chadara brought in their sandwiches and then excused herself, giving her keys to Nasir and stressing that he had to lock up, they had the place to themselves.
“Why don’t we go sit over there?” Nasir suggested as he pointed towards the far more comfortable couches in the very small but very cozy area where guests waited to be shown their table or just to have a drink. Since these couches stood near the back, even less people would be able to see them.
“Sure.” Agron nodded as he headed over to the bar and got the both of them a beer. Chadara said that they could help themselves, but mentally Agron was making a note about what he was using so that he could pay for it.
They sat down on the couch together, a little awkward after trying to stay in a small distance from each other for months on end. It was finally Agron who turned a little so that he could watch Nasir and his finger touched Nasir’s cheek.
“You’re still so very beautiful.” Agron murmured softly and Nasir gasped at the soft touch.
“As are you.” He whispered in answer and it made Agron snicker.
“Me, beautiful? I don’t think you could use that word on me.”
Nasir looked at Agron and Agron could swear that he saw love in those eyes, but he refused to think that far.
“When everything is over, I’ll show you just how beautiful I think you are.” Nasir replied with a small smile.