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crack_van2007-03-08 09:31 pm
aingeal8c.livejournal.com) wrote in crack_van2007-03-08 09:31 pm
Stay by Innusiq (PG-13)
Fandom: due South
Pairing: Fraser/Vecchio
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
innusiq
Author's Website: Innusiq's Fanfiction
Why this must be read: This story perfectly encapsulates the evolution from friends to lovers. I have always seen Fraser and Ray as friends, first and foremost, and this really builds on this concept, highlighting key moments in their friendship that can later be built upon in a slash sense. It's gentle and nicely uses parts of canon and even thought the ending is out of canon it's good none the less.
"What are you doing here?" Fraser asked, genuinely curious as to why Ray was back when he had dropped them off less than thirty minutes ago.
"What?" Ray responded with confusion at being answered with a question.
"Why did you come back?"
"Why?" Ray asked out loud of himself. His answer to himself was a shrug. "I don't know, just thought you might need a little help settling in. I think I was right. Are you gonna unpack or is the middle of the apartment where you plan on keeping the trunk.
Fraser chuckled and shook his head. "No, that is not where I plan on keeping the trunk. It's just . . . I . . . I'm not ready to unpack yet."
Ray nodded his head, strangely understanding the man he had only recently met.
"It's almost inconceivable that a month ago my father was still alive and I was home, carrying out my duty like any other day. And now here I am, thousands of miles away from the land that I know like my own skin," Fraser said, trying to explain more clearly to the Chicago native. "I don't belong here."
"Where, Chicago? Chicago loves you," Ray interjected. "You are gonna fit in just fine."
"When?" Fraser asked seriously.
"Benny, you've only officially been living in Chicago for little over a week. It's gonna take some time, that's all. I've lived here my whole life and occasionally there are days even I don't feel I belong. It may not be the same feeling you are having now and is more due to my fellow Chicagoans rather than the city itself but I can guarantee that it will get better."
Fraser sighed, resting his head back against the building's brick wall. "I want to go home."
It was an admission that would only see the light of day once and never again would he speak of it. Uttering those words helped Fraser to let go of what he couldn't change and get him on the road to acceptance of his new life.
Ray was laughing next to him.
"I don't think that was funny," Fraser argued, shocked by Ray's reaction.
"No," Ray said shaking his head. "I'm not laughing at you it's just funny, that's all."
"I don't understand." The confusion was evident on the Mountie's face and Ray had to sober up quickly to explain.
"It's funny, you want to go home and yet I want you to stay."
Stay
Pairing: Fraser/Vecchio
Author on LJ:
innusiq Author's Website: Innusiq's Fanfiction
Why this must be read: This story perfectly encapsulates the evolution from friends to lovers. I have always seen Fraser and Ray as friends, first and foremost, and this really builds on this concept, highlighting key moments in their friendship that can later be built upon in a slash sense. It's gentle and nicely uses parts of canon and even thought the ending is out of canon it's good none the less.
"What are you doing here?" Fraser asked, genuinely curious as to why Ray was back when he had dropped them off less than thirty minutes ago.
"What?" Ray responded with confusion at being answered with a question.
"Why did you come back?"
"Why?" Ray asked out loud of himself. His answer to himself was a shrug. "I don't know, just thought you might need a little help settling in. I think I was right. Are you gonna unpack or is the middle of the apartment where you plan on keeping the trunk.
Fraser chuckled and shook his head. "No, that is not where I plan on keeping the trunk. It's just . . . I . . . I'm not ready to unpack yet."
Ray nodded his head, strangely understanding the man he had only recently met.
"It's almost inconceivable that a month ago my father was still alive and I was home, carrying out my duty like any other day. And now here I am, thousands of miles away from the land that I know like my own skin," Fraser said, trying to explain more clearly to the Chicago native. "I don't belong here."
"Where, Chicago? Chicago loves you," Ray interjected. "You are gonna fit in just fine."
"When?" Fraser asked seriously.
"Benny, you've only officially been living in Chicago for little over a week. It's gonna take some time, that's all. I've lived here my whole life and occasionally there are days even I don't feel I belong. It may not be the same feeling you are having now and is more due to my fellow Chicagoans rather than the city itself but I can guarantee that it will get better."
Fraser sighed, resting his head back against the building's brick wall. "I want to go home."
It was an admission that would only see the light of day once and never again would he speak of it. Uttering those words helped Fraser to let go of what he couldn't change and get him on the road to acceptance of his new life.
Ray was laughing next to him.
"I don't think that was funny," Fraser argued, shocked by Ray's reaction.
"No," Ray said shaking his head. "I'm not laughing at you it's just funny, that's all."
"I don't understand." The confusion was evident on the Mountie's face and Ray had to sober up quickly to explain.
"It's funny, you want to go home and yet I want you to stay."
Stay