Fic: Time Heals Everything In The End
Title: Time Heals Everything In The End
Author: miss_m_cricket
Fandom: Star Trek Reboot/Doom
Rating: Any Age
Pairings: Reaper/Chekov
Disclaimer: Don't own anything at all...
Summary: Sitting there he could almost be content. Almost....
Time Heals Everything In The End
“Everybody says, time heals everything…”
The indigo sun was setting, throwing bolts of rose and indigo light stretching across the heavens. The forest, sprawled out at the base of the cliff as far as the eye could see, seemed almost to glitter from his vantage point on the edge.
Sitting there he could almost be content. Almost.
“…in the end, yes.” The soft voice came from behind him, light footsteps padding across the warm stones to stop beside him. He didn’t look up, and after a moment the young man sat down, legs dangling over the precipice like his.
He turned his head, taking in the light green gold eyes, the soft curls burnished almost bronze by the dying light of the alien world, the pale skin, dusted with gold. A little angel, a golden boy.
“You don’t…”
“Don’t say that.” And a dark expression dimmed the golden light around the young man’s face, “You always use that as an excuse. ‘I don’t understand’, you think…or I shouldn’t have to understand…shouldn’t be ‘inflicted’ by association with you.”
“Pavel…”
“You treat me like a child! Like I cannot make up my own mind, like I am somehow incapable. You believe you don’t deserve me making you happy, like you are some kind of monster. Well I’ve had enough. I am going to keep making you happy John. And you are going to let me, and…”
Pavel’s voice faltered, a rapid change from the strident words a few moments ago, and John reached out, large callused thumbs softly stroking over his cheeks.
“…and I will love you. And we will be happy. You know it’s not that simple little one.”
“No, something will always happen. But this…us…is constant. I love you John, don’t…”
And John leaned over, gently wrapping his arm around the young man’s shoulder, holding him against his side. Slowly he bent his head and nuzzled the soft hair, breathing in the pure scent of him.
“I won’t. I promised I would never hurt you…and I never will.”
The violet sun sank below the horizon, and above the stars began to shine, glittering brightly. From their place on the cliff edge Pavel and John watched, talking until their voices gave out, and the young man’s head drooped agains John’s shoulder.
The dark haired man turned his head, away from the stars, and the wide expanse of sky, content to just watch his young lover sleep.
Author: miss_m_cricket
Fandom: Star Trek Reboot/Doom
Rating: Any Age
Pairings: Reaper/Chekov
Disclaimer: Don't own anything at all...
Summary: Sitting there he could almost be content. Almost....
Time Heals Everything In The End
“Everybody says, time heals everything…”
The indigo sun was setting, throwing bolts of rose and indigo light stretching across the heavens. The forest, sprawled out at the base of the cliff as far as the eye could see, seemed almost to glitter from his vantage point on the edge.
Sitting there he could almost be content. Almost.
“…in the end, yes.” The soft voice came from behind him, light footsteps padding across the warm stones to stop beside him. He didn’t look up, and after a moment the young man sat down, legs dangling over the precipice like his.
He turned his head, taking in the light green gold eyes, the soft curls burnished almost bronze by the dying light of the alien world, the pale skin, dusted with gold. A little angel, a golden boy.
“You don’t…”
“Don’t say that.” And a dark expression dimmed the golden light around the young man’s face, “You always use that as an excuse. ‘I don’t understand’, you think…or I shouldn’t have to understand…shouldn’t be ‘inflicted’ by association with you.”
“Pavel…”
“You treat me like a child! Like I cannot make up my own mind, like I am somehow incapable. You believe you don’t deserve me making you happy, like you are some kind of monster. Well I’ve had enough. I am going to keep making you happy John. And you are going to let me, and…”
Pavel’s voice faltered, a rapid change from the strident words a few moments ago, and John reached out, large callused thumbs softly stroking over his cheeks.
“…and I will love you. And we will be happy. You know it’s not that simple little one.”
“No, something will always happen. But this…us…is constant. I love you John, don’t…”
And John leaned over, gently wrapping his arm around the young man’s shoulder, holding him against his side. Slowly he bent his head and nuzzled the soft hair, breathing in the pure scent of him.
“I won’t. I promised I would never hurt you…and I never will.”
The violet sun sank below the horizon, and above the stars began to shine, glittering brightly. From their place on the cliff edge Pavel and John watched, talking until their voices gave out, and the young man’s head drooped agains John’s shoulder.
The dark haired man turned his head, away from the stars, and the wide expanse of sky, content to just watch his young lover sleep.