Swim shorts, barefooted, wild-haired

[aesc]

Swim shorts, barefooted, wild-haired (John/Rodney) PG

A wee sort-of floofy ficlet set in tardis-land and written for tardis80 and her amazing, lovely postcards of whales, robots, mer!Rodneys, and joy ♥ The title is from Jack Kerouac.

Comments

[sheafrotherdon]

awwwww, they are so fond and sleepy and dazed and necessary to each other!! BOYS! *MASHES THEM*

[aesc]

and necessary to each other

as;dlkjdf;dlkj yis yis yis!!!

[beadattitude]

John's kind of more amazing every time Rodney looks at him.

Amen to that. How does he do that?

I love love love the wealth of what they don't say in that tiny little conversation. That hitch of John's rough voice and Rodney's epiphany. I love the shadowy brilliance of John's face and the fact that their cat gets out no matter what.

This just makes me feel all happy-bursty. ::beams at you::

[aesc]

How does he do that?

I don't know, but I want to find out!

*snorfles for Beads!*

[dogeared]

mmmmmpf, oh, I love Rodney paying such close attention to John and his wrinkles and his graying scruff, and asdflkj that image of John looming with the sun behind him . . . MMMPF!

[aesc]

*clings to Jenns!* Oh boys! ♥

[aesc]

Yayy, glad I could oblige! :D

[mirabile_dictu]

Wow. That is so lovely and perfect.

[aesc]

♥ Thank you!!!