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Title: I Want to Hold Your Hand.
Author: raingoddess2040
Fandom: Across the Universe
Characters: Max, Jude
Pairing: Max/Jude, ‘Mudey’ - Yeah, I said it. I made up a pairing name for them.
Warning: slash, sexual references
Rating: FRT
Disclaimer: I don’t own anything. T.T
A/N: Another fic about Jude and Max. The fic is named after the song ‘I Want to Hold Your Hand’ (you know the one that’s sung by the most excellent T.V. Carpio).
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Yeah, I’ll tell you something
I think you’ll understand
When I say that something
I wanna hold your hand
It was a warm night in New York City. The skyscrapers were still holding on to September while the leaves from the trees welcomed October. Jude and Max were on the roof, overlooking their small portion of this gargantuan world, smoking Mary J to expand their minds and drinking alcohol to keep them from floating away. The city was silently waiting for the thought that caused the frown of Jude’s face to make itself know to the evening air.
A cool wind rushed through like an intake of breath.
“Max?” Jude whispered.
“Yeah, Jude?” Max blew out with the smoke leaving his lungs.
“There’s something I want to talk to you about, but I’m not sure how you’re gonna take it, mate. Bear with me, yeah?”
The blonde turned his way.
“What is on your creative mind, o English artiste, who happens to be my roommate named Jude?”
“Am I just your roommate, man? Is that all I am?”
“You’re not just my roommate, you’re my best friend. The ying to my yang. The macaroni to my cheese. You’re one of the most important people in this world, to me. I love you, Jude. You should know that,” said Max dazedly.
“You love me, then? Just as a friend or brother, yeah?” questioned Jude uncertainly.
“What, no - yeah, as a brother, yeah,” said the blonde once he realized what he had said.
“Oh,” whispered Jude in a downtrodden way, “I wouldn’t have minded being more.”
“You wouldn’t?” said the blonde as he turned to his brunette companion.
“Max, I wanna tell you something. I’m not sure if you’ll understand. Well, you see that something is that, I wanna hold your hand. I wanna walk around the city holding it. I wanna wake up in the morning and kiss you. I want to be able to make love with you. I want to love you. I do love you. I wish you would love me back.”
“Oh, is that all,” says the blonde staring at the skyline.
Jude sighs and stands up to walk downstairs. He is stopped by a hand in his.
“I wanna hold your hand, too, Jude.”
And it was okay with Jude that Max couldn’t say it yet, because that was close enough.
Oh, please, say to me
You’ll let me be your man
And please, say to me
You’ll let me hold your hand
- Fin -