The little AU: Vignettes: Lost Dog
The little AU: Vignettes: Lost Dog.
slashfairy
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You didn't look like yourself when I came around the corner to find you turned away, hand rubbing your eyes, defeated. Nothing had gone the way you meant it to: not the hobbits, not Kate, not anything.
Exhaustion takes a toll that's more that physical. It eats your heart, defeats your soul. Makes doubts you didn't know you had into everyday companions, demons in your ear night and day, sapping every drop of life until all you can do is hide.
At first you don't realize I'm there, and that's fine with me. I've never thought your privacy was anything less than sacred. I've taken hundreds, possibly thousands of photographs of you, in every state of dress and undress, arousal and satiety, public, private, intimate, distant, but I won't approach you first: the first move is always yours. I'll wait this time until you come back to yourself enough to take in your surroundings, to breathe out, and in again, and turn your head from sorrow, to life.
When you do see me, my heart stops at the expression on your face. "I didn't mean to," you say, breaking, finally, and letting me come to you. Burying your head in my shoulder, letting the tears come, "I didn't mean to."
When you've cried your way through it, and gotten every bit out, and apologized the way you do for getting my shirt 'all messy', you look in my eyes and say it once more. "I didn't mean to," you whisper. "I looked away, and...Do you think...will he be...I can't lose him!"
"He'll be all right. Everyone's looking for him. Go back, and finish the conference, and I'll be right here with you. They'll call as soon as they find him. They're all out there...they'll find him."
Later, much later, as you walked with him from the car to the office, all grins and heart bursting with happiness, I realized I was just the least bit jealous: God, how you love that dog. Then, right before you looked up and knew I'd taken yet another roll of film, I thought, God, how that dog loves him. And that made it all alright.
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For CW who knows why.
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slashfairy
G
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You didn't look like yourself when I came around the corner to find you turned away, hand rubbing your eyes, defeated. Nothing had gone the way you meant it to: not the hobbits, not Kate, not anything.
Exhaustion takes a toll that's more that physical. It eats your heart, defeats your soul. Makes doubts you didn't know you had into everyday companions, demons in your ear night and day, sapping every drop of life until all you can do is hide.
At first you don't realize I'm there, and that's fine with me. I've never thought your privacy was anything less than sacred. I've taken hundreds, possibly thousands of photographs of you, in every state of dress and undress, arousal and satiety, public, private, intimate, distant, but I won't approach you first: the first move is always yours. I'll wait this time until you come back to yourself enough to take in your surroundings, to breathe out, and in again, and turn your head from sorrow, to life.
When you do see me, my heart stops at the expression on your face. "I didn't mean to," you say, breaking, finally, and letting me come to you. Burying your head in my shoulder, letting the tears come, "I didn't mean to."
When you've cried your way through it, and gotten every bit out, and apologized the way you do for getting my shirt 'all messy', you look in my eyes and say it once more. "I didn't mean to," you whisper. "I looked away, and...Do you think...will he be...I can't lose him!"
"He'll be all right. Everyone's looking for him. Go back, and finish the conference, and I'll be right here with you. They'll call as soon as they find him. They're all out there...they'll find him."
Later, much later, as you walked with him from the car to the office, all grins and heart bursting with happiness, I realized I was just the least bit jealous: God, how you love that dog. Then, right before you looked up and knew I'd taken yet another roll of film, I thought, God, how that dog loves him. And that made it all alright.
~
For CW who knows why.
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