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Well, it's probably too short to really be called fic. It's Dante's Cove. Sort of, my take on Adam's mindset prior to the beginning of season 3.
Willing to Wait.
by Brak
Adam thinks that in a way he probably deserves this. He’s strung Toby along for so long now that some sort of karmic justice demands that he is the one to wait now. And now isn’t the time to push things. Toby’s lost so much: Kevin, Van, their home. But sometimes it hurts to see him pretending he doesn’t know how Adam feels, to be treated the same as always. He thinks this must be how Toby felt in high school. Always waiting, always hoping, always wishing to be seen.
And Adam is trying his damndest to be seen. He didn’t even realize it himself at first, but he’s pretty much stopped wearing shirts altogether. He stands just a little closer to Toby, touches him a bit more often. He finally realized what he was doing when Brit made a snide remark comparing him to a bird putting on a mating display. But he doesn’t know what else to do. That’s always been all he needed before. But he knows it’s not enough for Toby. Toby doesn’t care how hot he is, or how good he might be in bed. What Toby wants… No. What Toby needs, is to know that Adam won’t leave.
Adam stares down at the most recent letter from his father. The fourth in series, each more insistent and threatening than the last, demanding his return to New York. But Adam’s already decided where he belongs. He belongs with Toby. No matter what it takes, no matter what he has to do…or give up to prove to Toby he’s not going anywhere, he’ll do it. Toby waited a long time for Adam to come around. Now it’s his turn. So he waits. He waits with a patience he didn’t know he had. Because he deserves this pain. This pain he inflicted on Toby for so long. And when they’re finally passed this, they’ll both have purged that pain. They’ll be free of it and ready to move on together.
Adam closes his eyes and thinks back to sweet kisses and hot caresses, to a touch he’d been longing for since before he really knew what longing was. To fifteen minutes of heaven when he tried to delude himself into thinking it really could be that easy. He knows it can be like that again. But it’ll be real this time. No magic. Just him and Toby together.
All he has to do is wait.
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minotaurs fault. I was perfectly content to have season two sitting on my dvd rack and walk passed it every once in a while and think 'gee, I should watch that some day'. Then he had to go and say "So, you want to go upstairs and watch Dante's Cove?" at Escapade and I had to say "Yes". And now I'm obsessed. Seriously. This show has eaten my brain. Heaven help me, I'm even listening to the podcast.
Willing to Wait.
by Brak
Adam thinks that in a way he probably deserves this. He’s strung Toby along for so long now that some sort of karmic justice demands that he is the one to wait now. And now isn’t the time to push things. Toby’s lost so much: Kevin, Van, their home. But sometimes it hurts to see him pretending he doesn’t know how Adam feels, to be treated the same as always. He thinks this must be how Toby felt in high school. Always waiting, always hoping, always wishing to be seen.
And Adam is trying his damndest to be seen. He didn’t even realize it himself at first, but he’s pretty much stopped wearing shirts altogether. He stands just a little closer to Toby, touches him a bit more often. He finally realized what he was doing when Brit made a snide remark comparing him to a bird putting on a mating display. But he doesn’t know what else to do. That’s always been all he needed before. But he knows it’s not enough for Toby. Toby doesn’t care how hot he is, or how good he might be in bed. What Toby wants… No. What Toby needs, is to know that Adam won’t leave.
Adam stares down at the most recent letter from his father. The fourth in series, each more insistent and threatening than the last, demanding his return to New York. But Adam’s already decided where he belongs. He belongs with Toby. No matter what it takes, no matter what he has to do…or give up to prove to Toby he’s not going anywhere, he’ll do it. Toby waited a long time for Adam to come around. Now it’s his turn. So he waits. He waits with a patience he didn’t know he had. Because he deserves this pain. This pain he inflicted on Toby for so long. And when they’re finally passed this, they’ll both have purged that pain. They’ll be free of it and ready to move on together.
Adam closes his eyes and thinks back to sweet kisses and hot caresses, to a touch he’d been longing for since before he really knew what longing was. To fifteen minutes of heaven when he tried to delude himself into thinking it really could be that easy. He knows it can be like that again. But it’ll be real this time. No magic. Just him and Toby together.
All he has to do is wait.
This is all
minotaurs fault. I was perfectly content to have season two sitting on my dvd rack and walk passed it every once in a while and think 'gee, I should watch that some day'. Then he had to go and say "So, you want to go upstairs and watch Dante's Cove?" at Escapade and I had to say "Yes". And now I'm obsessed. Seriously. This show has eaten my brain. Heaven help me, I'm even listening to the podcast.
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