crack_van | In the Light of Morning by Lamardeuse (R)

Fandom: STAR TREK: DEEP SPACE NINE
Pairing: Odo/Kira
Length: medium
Author on LJ:

lamardeuse
Author Website: when the world is puddle-wonderful
Why this must be read:

Because

lamardeuse treats Odo and Kira's relationship with all the sensitivity it deserves, never forgetting that Odo is not a solid and that Kira has good reasons to fear shapeshifters. Because Odo's shapeshifting abilities are written as part of him, and not as incidental, or used as cheap fodder for tentacle-porn. Because

lamardeuse understands that while Odo's been pining for a while, Kira hasn't had much time to come to terms with their relationship. This is Kira, learning to truly see Odo. This is the two of them, working out how to be together.

Kira Nerys was finding it very difficult to get through her shift.

Thank the Prophets she was working in Ops, where the people at least had pretensions to professionalism, despite their whispered comments when they figured she was out of earshot. Odo must be getting spontaneous bursts of applause as he surveys the Promenade, she mused to herself. The seconds shuffled along as she tried to focus on what she was doing. It didn't help to have Dax come breezing in and give her a big kiss on the cheek right in the middle of the day. Kira resigned herself to an afternoon even more agonizing than the morning had been.

"You minx!" stage-whispered the Trill. "You had me thinking it was Shakaar when it was really Odo all along!"

"You thought what you wanted to think," hissed the Bajoran. "And it wasn't Odo 'all along'."

"Well, then, when was that 'moment of clarity' you were going on about this morning?" Dax pressed.

Nerys sighed, deciding the best course was to give in now. "Last night, in the middle of something Julian calls the 'fox trot.'"

"Sounds kinky."

Kira looked about her, and satisfying herself that everyone else was a safe distance away, raised her voice slightly. "Well, it wasn't. It's an Earth dance--"

"Odo danced?" The other woman was delighted. "I'll bet he was good."

"Oh, gods," Nerys' shoulders slumped. "He was fantastic. Jadzia--" She paused, searching for the words. "It was as if everything I had been missing about him suddenly came into focus. I could finally see him, not just as he related to me, but as a real person." She stopped abruptly, considering what she had just said. "That sounds so selfish, doesn't it?"

In the Light of Morning

In the Light of Morning by Lamardeuse (R)

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