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Catch my troubled head by nifra_idril (R)
Fandom: DUE SOUTH
Pairing: Ray Kowalski/Benton Fraser
Length: +/- 3200 words
Author on LJ:
nifra_idril
Author Website: Here
Why this must be read:
nifra_idril wrote absolutely splendid due South fic. (You should go read or reread all of it, I'm thinking. You deserve something nice like that, yeah? Yeah.) I particularly adore Catch my troubled head for its refreshing and intriguing presentation of Beth Botrelle. (SERIOUSLY. Beth Botrelle is broken in such an interesting way and so is Kowalski and they're both nuts and I can totally see having a beer or some painfully and invaluably non-alcoholic beverage with the two of them and it'd be really awkward and I wanna.) And the author is always so extremely good at surgically precise lovely hurt and bare-bones romance. I mean, the summary: “I want to stay,” Ray didn’t say./“Please stay,” Fraser didn’t ask him. That's a good summary.
When Fraser dropped him off at the airport, it was just starting to snow. Ray reached up to brush some off Fraser’s shoulder, but there really wasn’t any point so he let his hand drop back down.
“Yeah, so, you know, you be careful, okay?” Ray said, fiddling with the strap of his duffle bag, watching Fraser from the corner of his eyes.
Fraser smiled at him, impersonal and polite, and said good bye.
And then Ray walked up the ladder, and put on his seatbelt, and closed his eyes as the pilot took off.
Catch my troubled head
Pairing: Ray Kowalski/Benton Fraser
Length: +/- 3200 words
Author on LJ:
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Author Website: Here
Why this must be read:
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When Fraser dropped him off at the airport, it was just starting to snow. Ray reached up to brush some off Fraser’s shoulder, but there really wasn’t any point so he let his hand drop back down.
“Yeah, so, you know, you be careful, okay?” Ray said, fiddling with the strap of his duffle bag, watching Fraser from the corner of his eyes.
Fraser smiled at him, impersonal and polite, and said good bye.
And then Ray walked up the ladder, and put on his seatbelt, and closed his eyes as the pilot took off.
Catch my troubled head
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JUlia, lovely bit of pure emotion, that!
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