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crack_van2012-02-26 06:48 pm
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Face-off by Maygra (PG13)
Fandom: The Magnificent Seven
Pairing: Chris/Vin
Length: 3391
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
maygra
Author Website: Maygra at AO3
Why this must be read: In this ATF fic, the opening catalyst is very simple and action-oriented: A bust goes bad, and there is a hostage situation. The focus of the fic, however, is all about emotional fallout when you have an ongoing relationship with an officemate and you both work in a dangerous environment. Add fear and anger, agitate well, and you have a volatile reaction waiting to happen. My favourite thing about this fic is it's not sweet or sappy, and the L word isn't said at all. Bonus: The replacement phrase for I♥U is perfect, something Maygra cleverly attributes to The Princess Bride.
Maybe he should have gone to the hospital. Vin looked really angry.
He was pulling off his vest as he walked, long-sleeved blue shirt sweat-soaked underneath and hair just as wet under the dark blue baseball cap pulled on backwards. He looked tired and out of sorts and pretty much as wrung out as Chris felt, only without the bruises.
"You're lucky I didn't manage to take out what few brains you've got left when I got Kress," Vin said, eyes flashing and jaw set so hard he could cut glass with it. He dropped his vest on the ground and pulled his cap off to rake a hand through his hair.
His hand was shaking.
"Might have been an improvement," Chris offered.
"Fuck you," Vin said and sat down next to him suddenly, like his own legs had gone weak.
Face-off on AO3
Pairing: Chris/Vin
Length: 3391
Author on LJ:
maygraAuthor Website: Maygra at AO3
Why this must be read: In this ATF fic, the opening catalyst is very simple and action-oriented: A bust goes bad, and there is a hostage situation. The focus of the fic, however, is all about emotional fallout when you have an ongoing relationship with an officemate and you both work in a dangerous environment. Add fear and anger, agitate well, and you have a volatile reaction waiting to happen. My favourite thing about this fic is it's not sweet or sappy, and the L word isn't said at all. Bonus: The replacement phrase for I♥U is perfect, something Maygra cleverly attributes to The Princess Bride.
Maybe he should have gone to the hospital. Vin looked really angry.
He was pulling off his vest as he walked, long-sleeved blue shirt sweat-soaked underneath and hair just as wet under the dark blue baseball cap pulled on backwards. He looked tired and out of sorts and pretty much as wrung out as Chris felt, only without the bruises.
"You're lucky I didn't manage to take out what few brains you've got left when I got Kress," Vin said, eyes flashing and jaw set so hard he could cut glass with it. He dropped his vest on the ground and pulled his cap off to rake a hand through his hair.
His hand was shaking.
"Might have been an improvement," Chris offered.
"Fuck you," Vin said and sat down next to him suddenly, like his own legs had gone weak.
Face-off on AO3