Ug. so tired. And work was dull and long. So I wrote QL drabbles instead
When Sam leapt into the body of Samantha Stormer; the blonde, bodacious, beautiful body of Samantha Stormer, Al's brain went a little Ka-ka.
He watched Sam bathe in bubbles, powder a button nose, and flutter ridiculously long eyelashes.
He fled from bedroom scenes and hoped Sam wouldn't notice. Wouldn’t see the way he looked at him.
The way he couldn’t look at him.
He wanted his Sam back. The Man. His friend, with his muscular back and 6 foot stature. His buddy - with his soft kissable lips, the stubbled chin and the strong, supportive thighs.
Verbeena didn't get it.
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Al spends every night alone. Sure sometimes Tina is there, and sure, sometimes they might make with the beautiful music and share a little loving, but he always makes her leave ('for the sake of propriety') and she always goes (so Gushie doesn’t find out) and afterwards; Al is left alone.
And, if the next time he enters the imaging chamber he’s a little more curt, or a lot more crude he likes to think that it’s because he’s hiding the pain, hiding the truth and protecting Sam.
Because he can’t admit that in reality it’s all about punishing him
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When Sam looks in a mirror he doesn’t see his face, he sees instead an ever-changing parade of others. Once he saw Al. Saw his own eyes staring from Al’s beautiful face and fleetingly marvelled - before panic set in and St.John threatened.
When Sam looks at Al, when he looks into those eyes, he sees himself reflected back. He can’t remember the science (Swiss cheese brain) but he knows that Al sees him (is there science? he thinks it’s just Al) so when he looks there he sees his face - and it gives him one more reason to stare
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When Al looks in a mirror he sees an old man. An aging Lothario (Tina’s most recent insult), someone bowed down. Someone beaten? Sometimes he wonders.
He looks and he sees dead eyes.
When he steps into the imaging chamber, when he ‘becomes’ a hologram, intangible, unreal. When he walks through walls and touches nothing, he sometimes wonders if he’ll disappear completely.
And when he looks at Sam, when he mocks and gibes; cheers and comforts. When he looks into his eyes and sees the spark of light reflected there, he feels more solid and more real than ever before.