crack_van | Thirteen Christmas Traditions by Resonant. (NC-17)

Since December will be Small Fandoms month here at CV, I thought I’d send you a sweet holiday story a wee bit early.

Fandom: THE SENTINEL
Pairing: Blair/Jim
Length: 24K
Author on LJ:

resonant8
Author Website: in medias Res

Why this must be read: As always with Resonant, it’s the banter! Cheerful, fun, sexy banter. It all starts with a grumbly tired Jim coming home right before Christmas:

First Tradition: Snow

Goddamned slush in his boots and goddamned slush down the back of his neck and goddamned slush making the normally quick drive home from work into an extended, jaw-cramping, headache-engendering nightmare. Goddamned last-minute shoppers driving like it was a sunny day in June.

At least he had some rest coming, Jim thought. Seniority, and an undignified amount of wheedling with Simon, had gotten him an unheard-of four days off for Christmas. He entered the elevator thinking longingly of the dark loft, the silence, the much-needed sleep that he was going to catch up on.

Of course, there was always the possibility that there would be no darkness, no silence, no sleep. There was always the possibility that the whole third floor would smell like something that hadn't been smelled since some anonymous Celt wrote that it would generate visions of the spirit world. Or that as soon as he opened the door Blair would be waving a candy cane in his face and demanding to know whether he could smell any actual essence of peppermint.

Jim was only a little surprised to find himself smiling. Somewhere along the line, all the uproar had stopped irritating him. And then somewhere else along the line -- along what was turning out to be a very strange line indeed -- he seemed to have started enjoying it. It boggled the imagination, but there it was. After years of applying all his effort to making his life run smoothly, he was sharing an apartment with the Lord of the Unexpected, and it was ... fun.

It was profoundly weird.

And as soon as the doors slid open, he could feel the smile turning into a full-scale grin, because sure enough, something unpredictable was brewing.

There was something tall and green in the loft doorway. And it was moving.

And so ends Jim’s hope for a restful holiday, thank goodness. The story really highlights what was so good about the show – the easy give and take between the two men; Blair’s endless exuberance; Jim’s cheerful indulgence. And, although mistletoe is one of the traditions, neither man needs it in this lovely first-time tale

Thirteen Christmas Traditions

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Thirteen Christmas Traditions by Resonant. (NC-17)

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