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That I Should Suffer by bantha_fodder (R)
Fandom: BATTLESTAR GALACTICA 2003
Pairing: Kara/Lee
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
bantha_fodder
Author Website: at the end of the world
Why this must be read: Because this Kara and Lee are messy and intense and dysfunctional and need each other so much but communicate that with their fists. And becausebantha_fodder trusts the reader to work out what has happened, without spelling it out, and the writing is sharp and punchy, exactly like Kara and Lee.
He wakes alone (not a surprise, nor an irregular occurrence), and looks at Kara from across the room. He'd ask if she's rostered on early, but he remembers the order of the rosters, and it's a needless question.
There are not so many rotations to remember, even with the nuggets in.
She looks at him as she shuts her locker, and he thinks that if the bunks around him weren't full of sleeping pilots, she might kiss him. Instead, she tilts her head, and he notices the bruises he left on her neck.
She walks out of the room.
He thinks he's not going to sleep again. He may as well get up.
That I Should Suffer
Pairing: Kara/Lee
Author on LJ:
bantha_fodderAuthor Website: at the end of the world
Why this must be read: Because this Kara and Lee are messy and intense and dysfunctional and need each other so much but communicate that with their fists. And because
bantha_fodder trusts the reader to work out what has happened, without spelling it out, and the writing is sharp and punchy, exactly like Kara and Lee. He wakes alone (not a surprise, nor an irregular occurrence), and looks at Kara from across the room. He'd ask if she's rostered on early, but he remembers the order of the rosters, and it's a needless question.
There are not so many rotations to remember, even with the nuggets in.
She looks at him as she shuts her locker, and he thinks that if the bunks around him weren't full of sleeping pilots, she might kiss him. Instead, she tilts her head, and he notices the bruises he left on her neck.
She walks out of the room.
He thinks he's not going to sleep again. He may as well get up.
That I Should Suffer