Generation Kill | Brad/Nate, Ray/Nate | PG15
The research is obviously fucking with my brain bigtime, because this too is just... weird & uncalled-for. And also another one of those 'proceed at your own risk' things.
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Zero-three-hundred, 1130 words )
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You--you--seriously, are you trying to kill me??
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I DON'T KNOW WHAT HAPPENS NEXT AND I WANT TO.
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In the end, what can he do? He knows he'd follow Nate down to the ninth circle of Hell, has known it since Pendleton, and by now it's like conditioning, like he's been programmed to respond to that voice and the commanding glint in Nate's eyes.
And thoughts like this aren't helping.
Nate pauses a few steps from the Humvee, half turning back, surprised. "Brad?"
"Sir." Brad scrambles out of the car, with rather less grace than he usually moves. He sees Nate's eyebrow shoot up.
"Something wrong?"
Brad clears his throat, takes the first unsteady step toward Nate. "No, sir."
Nate's look calls bullshit. He starts walking back. "How many hours have you slept in the last two days, Sergeant? If you-"
The voice cuts off suddenly. Fuck, Brad thinks, just-fuck. He's not sure what it is, enough ambient light or maybe Nate can actually see in the dark without NVGs, who the fuck knows ( ... )
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OKAY.
GIVE ME A MOMENT.
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And to think he gave Ray fucking Person the easy way out.
“I could take that minute now, Sir,” he says, willing his voice to sound level and calm and not at all like he just came in his pants right in front of his commanding officer.
Where the fuck is the enemy when you need them? Getting shot at, that’s what he needs right now.
“Take all the time you need, Brad,” Nate tells him, and he’s smiling, indulgent and amused, but there’s something ( ... )
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Noelia
btw, and then Ray comes back and is like: what's up homes?
Noelia
and Brad's like: .......srsly
Kubis
"Let's never talk about it again."
Noelia
except some fifteen years later during Brad's stag night, before his marriage to Nate.
Noelia
and Ray's like: hey, homes, remember that one time you practically made me come in my pants while you were talking about sucking Nate's dick?
Kubis
"Well, Ray, I actually came in my pants then. In front of Nate and his dick."
Noelia
"........and where the fuck was I? Seriously, homes, not cool, hiding shit like that from your dear pal Ray Ray."
Kubis
"I will gladly hide Nate's dick, as well as mine, from you for the rest of our lives."
Noelia
"Let me guess, you're writing your own vows, aren't you."
Kubis
"...Maybe. But there will be no mention of dick in them, I can assure you. And definitely no mention of you, unless I decide to change the part about the sickness."
THE END (PROBABLY)
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<3
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Can I sum this up by quoting kubis? NAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATE <333333333333333
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So, I'm pretty incoherent at the moment. Even more that I'd been before. But... OKAY.
Like kubis, I prefer if they don't hook up until after coming back stateside, since, well, for me there are numerous reasons not to do anything while still in theater, but this -- this is something that I can definitely see happening, because it's subtle and easy to brush off if needed, but the essence is still there. and they're both aware of it.
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