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crack_van2011-03-23 09:05 pm
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Picture This by Heliophile (Adult)
Fandom: THE PROFESSIONALS
Pairing: Bodie/Doyle
Length: approx 9700 words
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
heliophile_oxon
Author Website: Links to Heliophile’s stories can be found here .
Why this must be read: because it perfectly captures the rollercoaster range of Bodie’s thoughts, emotions, reactions, and realisations as he find something unexpected in Doyle’s flat, realises what it means, and works out what he wants. Utterly involving from start to finish.
Excerpt
His own face gazed straight out of the page, looking – relaxed, not smug for a change but simply happy, no other word for it, like a job well done and a day off in the sun. His arm was casually slung across Ray’s shoulder, and Ray was looking not out of the picture but at Bodie. And an angry line scored almost through the paper, crossing Ray’s own face out, the page crumpled at the outer edge and partly detached from the sketch pad as if the artist had begun to tear it out and then thought better of it. Ah, Ray. Lying in that hospital bed, after risking his life without blinking – every other week it seemed like, sometimes – as they both did, though, both ready to watch the other’s back come hell or high water … and he wouldn’t even picture himself at Bodie’s side? Deserved better than that, didn’t he. He was better than that.
Picture This
Pairing: Bodie/Doyle
Length: approx 9700 words
Author on LJ:
heliophile_oxonAuthor Website: Links to Heliophile’s stories can be found here .
Why this must be read: because it perfectly captures the rollercoaster range of Bodie’s thoughts, emotions, reactions, and realisations as he find something unexpected in Doyle’s flat, realises what it means, and works out what he wants. Utterly involving from start to finish.
Excerpt
His own face gazed straight out of the page, looking – relaxed, not smug for a change but simply happy, no other word for it, like a job well done and a day off in the sun. His arm was casually slung across Ray’s shoulder, and Ray was looking not out of the picture but at Bodie. And an angry line scored almost through the paper, crossing Ray’s own face out, the page crumpled at the outer edge and partly detached from the sketch pad as if the artist had begun to tear it out and then thought better of it. Ah, Ray. Lying in that hospital bed, after risking his life without blinking – every other week it seemed like, sometimes – as they both did, though, both ready to watch the other’s back come hell or high water … and he wouldn’t even picture himself at Bodie’s side? Deserved better than that, didn’t he. He was better than that.
Picture This