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dS Fic: Proper Care and Feeding

Fandom; Characters: due South; RayK/Fraser, Turtle
Summary: Back in Chicago after the Quest, Ray starts to get jealous.
Rating: PG-13
Length: 2915 words
Thanks to: My beta, slidellra
Disclaimer: Due South, Fraser, and Ray belong to Alliance/Atlantis.
Challenge: Written for ds_flashfiction's "Quadruped" Challenge.

(Proper Care and Feeding)



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Sep. 22nd, 2007 04:53 am (UTC)
Fraser's twitching in the Goat's passenger seat and saying something. Ray's not too sure what, and he's not too sure he cares. He's been trying to get Fraser to open up to him for what feels like decades, because hey, he's a caring kind of guy. He wants to know everything.

Only Fraser's apparently the kind of guy who keeps all his insecurities on top, kinda like a parfait with too much whipped cream. Ray's got a straw in, but all he's getting is little air bubbles and lightly sweetened fluff, when what he really wants is the thick syrupy stuff at the bottom.

He hates that.

"I -- well, I suppose I'm getting older, aren't I?" Fraser's looking out the window, fingers worrying at the brim of his hat. "We all do, sooner or later."

Ray nods, rolling to a stop for a red light.

"But Buck Frobisher never let it slow him down, did he? He did, but not this much. He'd be ashamed if he saw me now."

There's only one thing to do. Sighing, Ray leans over the gear stick and plants a kiss on Fraser's ear, which distracts him for maybe ten seconds.

"Ray!" Fraser yelps, when he's unplastered himself from the ceiling. "That's entirely irrelevant, and while I do appreciate your good opinion, you must understand that I find it slightly -- "



"Damn straight." Ray winks at him and grins, getting something that's not quite a pout for his trouble. "Hey, c'mon, you think I'd be biased if you weren't a Mountie?"

"Er." Fraser glances at him, licks his lip. "Would you be?"

"Nah." The light changes, and Ray screeches away from the crossing. "You kidding me? I'm in it for the boots." Fraser's eyebrows rise, and Ray fights a giggle. "Also, uh, the suspenders. And the hat." Another light flickers yellow, then red, and Ray hits the brakes again. "And, uh, that thing where you jump off of buildings to save my life, that's kinda nice."

When he looks over, Fraser's ears are turning a funny pink color, and he's beaming stupidly down at his hands. "Well," he murmurs, "in that caee, I might be able to give your opinion some consideration."

Team Romance
Sep. 22nd, 2007 05:11 pm (UTC)
Damn youse! *shakes fist* I got one of these Romance drive-bys too. They got their gooey sweetness all over my LJ!
Sep. 22nd, 2007 05:33 pm (UTC)
keerawa picked up the small and delicately-scented gauntlet, a nasty little smile growing on her face. "Oh, this is gonna be fun," she whispered to the night.
Sep. 22nd, 2007 05:36 pm (UTC)
If I'm feeling a bit nervous right now those Romance folks have got to be shaking in their silly pink heels...
Sep. 22nd, 2007 08:00 pm (UTC)
Brandishing our sparkly pink umbrellas, actually! They'll keep us safe and dry from you lot and your downpours of woe! :D
Sep. 23rd, 2007 04:03 am (UTC)
I am a big fan of pink umbrellas! Especially when the ricin-covered tip accidentally hits Fraser instead of the man Fraser's protecting, and Ray watches him collapse on the sidewalk, utterly unable to save him.
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