6 Drabbles - Ry/Col Hugs! (:
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wl_fanfictionTitle: Comfort In Sound
Pairing(s): Ry/Col
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Rating: G - They're all very sugary. You've been warned ;D
Author's notes: All drabbles :D. It's Cae's birthday soon ;D And I recently joined the 15hugs community so decided to write some of them and put them up here like some sort of PRE-birthday present. (:
Disclaimer: It's not lying, it's a gift for fiction. This is a disclaimer for ALL of these drabbles
Reclining against the couch, Ryan pulled a tearful Colin towards him, head connecting with his chest. Whispering soft and flowery words of comfort that neither would remember come morning into Colin’s ear, he soothed the older man, hand brushing in smooth circles around Col’s lower back. Gradually the quiet sobs retreated into mere sniffles, Colin’s face still buried in Ryan’s shirt, fingers clutching hard on the pliable material as if it was the only thing anchoring him to the ground.
”You okay?”
There was a silence that fell, stretching on forever, Colin’s fingers flexed against their grip, body still visibly trembling even when Ryan’s arm looped about his waist and pulled him even closer. Neither Colin nor Ryan knew how much time passed just sitting there, entangled with each other, content to listen to silence hovering around them.
A slight rustle disturbed the peace and Colin’s face was returned to being buried in Ryan’s shirt. They began all over again.
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Title: Middle Of The Hill
Pairing(s): Ry/Col
Rating: G
“I think I could happily collapse where I’m standing.” Ryan remarked to Colin as the wandered off set toward their parked car, fingers jammed deep inside their pockets to avoid the chance of frostbite.
”I’d rather you didn’t, because it means I’d have to pick you up and drag you the rest of the way. And no.”
Ryan shut his mouth, question remaining unasked due to Colin’s pre-emptive reply, instead opting to give Colin his best puppy look.
“You know that doesn’t work on me.”
“I wish it did.”
Falling into a companionable silence they matched each other in step, keeping a perfect pace before pausing as they reached the parking lot. Colin smiled and turned to Ryan intent on saying something akin to I’d told you that you’d make it before Ryan enveloped him in a giant bear hug, arms wrapping around Colin’s neck and pulling him against Ryan’s body, staving off the cold. The man gave off heat like an active volcano.
“Ryan?”
Eventually loosening his death grip on Colin’s shoulders, he genially patted Colin’s back before drawing away, a secretive smile on his face. Glinting green eyes met Colin’s and the smile grew slightly more pronounced.
”Thankyou.”
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Title: With Friends Like You...
Pairing(s): Ry/Col
Rating: G
“Jesus Col, what the hell were you thinking?”
”Something along the lines of ‘Oh crap, I’m falling’?”
“Funny, smart ass, but not what I meant. How could you not put out your arms to break your fall?” Ryan’s expression was grave as he dabbed at the cut, clearing away the drying blood. Standing over the sink, he placed the washcloth into the lukewarm – and pink tinted – water, wringing it out expertly before continuing to stroke it across Colin’s face. “You ended up doing quite a number on yourself.”
”It’s a tiny little scratch, nothing major.”
”Col, it’s gash down the entire left side of your face. I’d call that fairly important considering it’s still bleeding everywhere.” Turning back to the sink, Ryan busied himself emptying the water and refilling it with definitely cleaner version.
Catching Ryan’s worried gaze in the mirror, Colin gave him a half-hearted smile from where he was seated on the edge of the bathtub.
Tutting under his breath Ryan fussed over him like a mother hen, cleaning the wound first with the water before applying the antiseptic much to Colin’s utter displeasure.
After applying the dressing to the wound, Ryan stepped back and gave Colin an exasperated look. “Exactly what am I supposed to do with you?”
”Give me a hug and kiss it better?” Colin answered meekly, feeling suitably chastised.
Shoulders shaking faintly from silent laughter, Ryan complied, pressing his lips briefly to the protected wound before hugging Colin around the waist, face pressed into the junction of Colin’s neck and shoulder.
”Don’t you dare do that again. You almost gave me a heart attack.”
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Title: Sleeping In
Pairing(s): Ry/Col
Rating: G
Ryan’s arm was slung over Colin’s waist, fingers splayed out across his stomach and tapping a gentle tune to a song he couldn’t quite recall. Colin was asleep, curled up in the foetal position; one of his own hands resting over Ryan’s while the other was twisted in the sheet covering their naked bodies.
Head resting on the pillow, Ryan’s breathing was steady, blowing out a constant stream of warm air against Colin’s neck, his own body curled protectively around Colin’s as if to shield him from reality. His eyes were open, but sailing at half-mast, a sleepy look within the forest green depths, listening to the hypnotic sound of the quiet noises and soft snuffles Colin made in his sleep.
There was a faint hum of crickets somewhere outside the window, subdued by the melodious pitter-patter of rain dripping on the pavement running alongside the house, the occasional crack of lightning splitting the sky and the rumbling of thunder. For a split second Ryan had the very vaguely amusing thought that god was hungry.
Everyone wants a perfect world, where everything is all sunshine and roses, but Ryan knew it would never happen anywhere except in his dreams. But in this moment, even with the shitty weather, wrapped around the one person who he would give up anything for, Ryan thought that it was perfect already.
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Title: Central Reservation
Pairing(s): Ry/Col
Rating: G
Colin knew where Ryan’s ticklish spots were. Knew where a carefully aimed brush of fingers would have Ryan jumping in shock and that if he pressed in harder would have him rolling around on the floor begging for mercy as he laughed, tears present in his eyes that made the irises seem all that much brighter. He knew exactly where the most sensitive places on Ryan’s side were placed that would earn him a hiss and a warning look even if lightly touched.
Colin also knew where Ryan absolutely hated being tickled – the soles of his feet, behind his knees and the back of his neck – the parts of his body that would just earn an irritated look and a hand encircling his wrist and removing it from that certain place. He knew that he couldn’t get away with tickling him in these spots very often. Last time that had happened Ryan’s knee had jerked upwards so fast it had cracked him on the chin and he’d had to deal with Ryan apologising profusely for over an hour. Mind you this was after he’d spent an hour telling Colin why he shouldn’t have done that.
He hummed quietly as he thought this over while he worked. Hands moving together flawlessly as he methodically sliced and seeded the tomatoes, as he pondered over the domesticity that came with it, thought over the idea that he knew what made Ryan tick and what made him laugh and knew exactly how to provoke those reactions.
Abruptly Ryan’s hands snaked around his waist, chin resting on Colin’s shoulder as he nuzzled at Colin’s ear. Taking care to make sure it wouldn’t injure anyone, Colin placed the knife on the chopping board, squirming away from Ryan’s touch, feeling the beginnings of laughter bubble in his throat.
Colin knew it was a good thing that Ryan knew his ticklish spots too.
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Title: Enjoy The Silence
Pairing(s): Ry/Col
Rating: G
Colin enjoyed helping people, giving up time and effort to move things forward. He liked progression and helping people seemed to go hand in hand with that, but even that type of thing had it’s consequences. Run ragged during the course of several months, it was pretty much a wonder he simply didn’t drop dead from sheer exhaustion.
Ryan would watch him work tirelessly when he got home, fingers practically dancing over the laptop keyboard as he concentrated on the screen, lost in a world where he could change things for the better. Sometimes if Ryan closed his eyes and just listened it sounded like Colin was calling for help.
Dot, dot, dot, dash, dash, dash, dot, dot, dot...
Ryan didn’t really understand how, with all this work going on, Colin could remain so optimistic, so upbeat even when the bags under his eyes darkened. Colin never seemed to have a bad day in which he would snap at anything Ryan said, instead opting to the more logical choice and being the voice of reason – calm and unruffled.
Ryan couldn’t anymore stop Colin from doing the job he genuinely enjoyed then he could change the path of the sun. Instead he wordlessly supplied Colin with caffeine and made sure he got as much rest as was allowed. But sometimes he simply liked to lie on the couch, the television turned down low as the images created shadows which flickered when the angle changed, with Colin sitting between his spread legs, back against Ryan’s chest as he worked, Ryan’s arms resting gently on his shoulders.
Cause for Ryan to smile as he felt the tension of Colin’s day lift from his shoulders. Now he knew how Colin avoided giving in to the temptation of having an awful day. Shifting against the couch to get more comfortable, he sighed contentedly, listening to sounds once more.
Dot, dash, dot, dot.
Dot, dot, dot.
Dot, dot, dot, dash.
Dot.
Dash, dot, dash, dash.
Dot, dot, dot.
Dot, dot, dash.
Pairing(s): Ry/Col
Author:
desiredeffectRating: G - They're all very sugary. You've been warned ;D
Author's notes: All drabbles :D. It's Cae's birthday soon ;D And I recently joined the 15hugs community so decided to write some of them and put them up here like some sort of PRE-birthday present. (:
Disclaimer: It's not lying, it's a gift for fiction. This is a disclaimer for ALL of these drabbles
Reclining against the couch, Ryan pulled a tearful Colin towards him, head connecting with his chest. Whispering soft and flowery words of comfort that neither would remember come morning into Colin’s ear, he soothed the older man, hand brushing in smooth circles around Col’s lower back. Gradually the quiet sobs retreated into mere sniffles, Colin’s face still buried in Ryan’s shirt, fingers clutching hard on the pliable material as if it was the only thing anchoring him to the ground.
”You okay?”
There was a silence that fell, stretching on forever, Colin’s fingers flexed against their grip, body still visibly trembling even when Ryan’s arm looped about his waist and pulled him even closer. Neither Colin nor Ryan knew how much time passed just sitting there, entangled with each other, content to listen to silence hovering around them.
A slight rustle disturbed the peace and Colin’s face was returned to being buried in Ryan’s shirt. They began all over again.
---
Title: Middle Of The Hill
Pairing(s): Ry/Col
Rating: G
“I think I could happily collapse where I’m standing.” Ryan remarked to Colin as the wandered off set toward their parked car, fingers jammed deep inside their pockets to avoid the chance of frostbite.
”I’d rather you didn’t, because it means I’d have to pick you up and drag you the rest of the way. And no.”
Ryan shut his mouth, question remaining unasked due to Colin’s pre-emptive reply, instead opting to give Colin his best puppy look.
“You know that doesn’t work on me.”
“I wish it did.”
Falling into a companionable silence they matched each other in step, keeping a perfect pace before pausing as they reached the parking lot. Colin smiled and turned to Ryan intent on saying something akin to I’d told you that you’d make it before Ryan enveloped him in a giant bear hug, arms wrapping around Colin’s neck and pulling him against Ryan’s body, staving off the cold. The man gave off heat like an active volcano.
“Ryan?”
Eventually loosening his death grip on Colin’s shoulders, he genially patted Colin’s back before drawing away, a secretive smile on his face. Glinting green eyes met Colin’s and the smile grew slightly more pronounced.
”Thankyou.”
----
Title: With Friends Like You...
Pairing(s): Ry/Col
Rating: G
“Jesus Col, what the hell were you thinking?”
”Something along the lines of ‘Oh crap, I’m falling’?”
“Funny, smart ass, but not what I meant. How could you not put out your arms to break your fall?” Ryan’s expression was grave as he dabbed at the cut, clearing away the drying blood. Standing over the sink, he placed the washcloth into the lukewarm – and pink tinted – water, wringing it out expertly before continuing to stroke it across Colin’s face. “You ended up doing quite a number on yourself.”
”It’s a tiny little scratch, nothing major.”
”Col, it’s gash down the entire left side of your face. I’d call that fairly important considering it’s still bleeding everywhere.” Turning back to the sink, Ryan busied himself emptying the water and refilling it with definitely cleaner version.
Catching Ryan’s worried gaze in the mirror, Colin gave him a half-hearted smile from where he was seated on the edge of the bathtub.
Tutting under his breath Ryan fussed over him like a mother hen, cleaning the wound first with the water before applying the antiseptic much to Colin’s utter displeasure.
After applying the dressing to the wound, Ryan stepped back and gave Colin an exasperated look. “Exactly what am I supposed to do with you?”
”Give me a hug and kiss it better?” Colin answered meekly, feeling suitably chastised.
Shoulders shaking faintly from silent laughter, Ryan complied, pressing his lips briefly to the protected wound before hugging Colin around the waist, face pressed into the junction of Colin’s neck and shoulder.
”Don’t you dare do that again. You almost gave me a heart attack.”
----
Title: Sleeping In
Pairing(s): Ry/Col
Rating: G
Ryan’s arm was slung over Colin’s waist, fingers splayed out across his stomach and tapping a gentle tune to a song he couldn’t quite recall. Colin was asleep, curled up in the foetal position; one of his own hands resting over Ryan’s while the other was twisted in the sheet covering their naked bodies.
Head resting on the pillow, Ryan’s breathing was steady, blowing out a constant stream of warm air against Colin’s neck, his own body curled protectively around Colin’s as if to shield him from reality. His eyes were open, but sailing at half-mast, a sleepy look within the forest green depths, listening to the hypnotic sound of the quiet noises and soft snuffles Colin made in his sleep.
There was a faint hum of crickets somewhere outside the window, subdued by the melodious pitter-patter of rain dripping on the pavement running alongside the house, the occasional crack of lightning splitting the sky and the rumbling of thunder. For a split second Ryan had the very vaguely amusing thought that god was hungry.
Everyone wants a perfect world, where everything is all sunshine and roses, but Ryan knew it would never happen anywhere except in his dreams. But in this moment, even with the shitty weather, wrapped around the one person who he would give up anything for, Ryan thought that it was perfect already.
---
Title: Central Reservation
Pairing(s): Ry/Col
Rating: G
Colin knew where Ryan’s ticklish spots were. Knew where a carefully aimed brush of fingers would have Ryan jumping in shock and that if he pressed in harder would have him rolling around on the floor begging for mercy as he laughed, tears present in his eyes that made the irises seem all that much brighter. He knew exactly where the most sensitive places on Ryan’s side were placed that would earn him a hiss and a warning look even if lightly touched.
Colin also knew where Ryan absolutely hated being tickled – the soles of his feet, behind his knees and the back of his neck – the parts of his body that would just earn an irritated look and a hand encircling his wrist and removing it from that certain place. He knew that he couldn’t get away with tickling him in these spots very often. Last time that had happened Ryan’s knee had jerked upwards so fast it had cracked him on the chin and he’d had to deal with Ryan apologising profusely for over an hour. Mind you this was after he’d spent an hour telling Colin why he shouldn’t have done that.
He hummed quietly as he thought this over while he worked. Hands moving together flawlessly as he methodically sliced and seeded the tomatoes, as he pondered over the domesticity that came with it, thought over the idea that he knew what made Ryan tick and what made him laugh and knew exactly how to provoke those reactions.
Abruptly Ryan’s hands snaked around his waist, chin resting on Colin’s shoulder as he nuzzled at Colin’s ear. Taking care to make sure it wouldn’t injure anyone, Colin placed the knife on the chopping board, squirming away from Ryan’s touch, feeling the beginnings of laughter bubble in his throat.
Colin knew it was a good thing that Ryan knew his ticklish spots too.
---
Title: Enjoy The Silence
Pairing(s): Ry/Col
Rating: G
Colin enjoyed helping people, giving up time and effort to move things forward. He liked progression and helping people seemed to go hand in hand with that, but even that type of thing had it’s consequences. Run ragged during the course of several months, it was pretty much a wonder he simply didn’t drop dead from sheer exhaustion.
Ryan would watch him work tirelessly when he got home, fingers practically dancing over the laptop keyboard as he concentrated on the screen, lost in a world where he could change things for the better. Sometimes if Ryan closed his eyes and just listened it sounded like Colin was calling for help.
Dot, dot, dot, dash, dash, dash, dot, dot, dot...
Ryan didn’t really understand how, with all this work going on, Colin could remain so optimistic, so upbeat even when the bags under his eyes darkened. Colin never seemed to have a bad day in which he would snap at anything Ryan said, instead opting to the more logical choice and being the voice of reason – calm and unruffled.
Ryan couldn’t anymore stop Colin from doing the job he genuinely enjoyed then he could change the path of the sun. Instead he wordlessly supplied Colin with caffeine and made sure he got as much rest as was allowed. But sometimes he simply liked to lie on the couch, the television turned down low as the images created shadows which flickered when the angle changed, with Colin sitting between his spread legs, back against Ryan’s chest as he worked, Ryan’s arms resting gently on his shoulders.
Cause for Ryan to smile as he felt the tension of Colin’s day lift from his shoulders. Now he knew how Colin avoided giving in to the temptation of having an awful day. Shifting against the couch to get more comfortable, he sighed contentedly, listening to sounds once more.
Dot, dash, dot, dot.
Dot, dot, dot.
Dot, dot, dot, dash.
Dot.
Dash, dot, dash, dash.
Dot, dot, dot.
Dot, dot, dash.
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Date: 2006-12-31 12:45 pm (UTC)Okay.....
1st one: :( I wanna know what made Colin cry! Dagnabbit lol. Sooooooo sweet.
2nd one: Ryan pulling him in for a hug when they got to the car was so yummy!
3rd one: “Jesus Col, what the hell were you thinking?”
”Something along the lines of ‘Oh crap, I’m falling’?”
*Snort*
I have a twisted love for Col-whumpage, esp when he gets looked after by a fuss-pot Ryan. This was perfect. My fav one.
4th one: Such a beautifully painted picture. *sigh*
His eyes were open, but sailing at half-mast
I'm in love with that line. Actually, i'm in love with this entire image, but that line clinched it. I think that's the best way to describe this particular drabble, an image. You make it so clear in my head. It's probably the only clear thing in my head lol.
5th one: Again, another lovely image. I adore the domesticity of it all. *sigh*
6th one: Yat for worrying protective Ryan! *does happy dance*
I looked up the more code alphabet and pretty much got it on the first letter lol.
In other words.......thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou xxxx
Now i'm gonna go read em again lol
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Date: 2006-12-31 01:10 pm (UTC)1: Unfortunately even I don't know what made Colin cry ): I just made it like that so sorry! x)
2: It's such a spontaneous thing - and something I think Ryan would just do. Be like all 'omghug!'
3: Ahaha. We've already had a discussion on this. Fussy!Ryan is the best :P Poor Colin whumping though, I'm not sure he deserved it!
4: I have no words to respond to that, you are seriously one of the biggest ego-boosters I have ever known :P *hugs*
5: Yay!!! I want to see a Col/Ry tickle match now. Cos I don't know who would win x)
6: Only figured it out because you know, it's not totally obvious or anything. Yay for love! (:
Cae you are seriously the best ;D But you know, thank YOU for reading them! *g* Happy Birthday in 4 days xD 5 depending on the timezone x)
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Date: 2006-12-31 02:12 pm (UTC)I will add my love for ”Something along the lines of ‘Oh crap, I’m falling’?”
the one person who he would give up anything for - Awww!!!
I love this: Colin sitting between his spread legs, back against Ryan’s chest as he worked, Ryan’s arms resting gently on his shoulders.
Actually, I love ALL of them. What a great way to wake up! Here I go into that puddle of goo again...
Thank you for posting these! Total awesome.
(Happy birthday Cae!!!)
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Date: 2006-12-31 07:11 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-01-01 03:34 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-01-01 03:31 am (UTC)Aha! I warned you they were all very sugary with the possible exception of the first one. Poor Col indeed!
You know I wasn't actually sure if people would GET what I meant with Colin sitting against Ryan's chest without taking it in a dirty manner :P
lmao, I still insist on thanking you for commenting x) *hands flowers*
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Date: 2006-12-31 10:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-01-01 03:32 am (UTC);D Thankyou!!
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Date: 2007-01-02 04:51 am (UTC)Outta curiosity (I'm a nosy bitch, forgive me but you dont have to answer :P) why did you need the sugar? Bad day?
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Date: 2007-01-02 06:15 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-01-02 06:48 am (UTC)Aw, but hugs for your day! I hate those days! I had one of them yesterday x) I tend to burst into tears a lot which generally gives it away (:
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Date: 2007-01-03 12:08 am (UTC)I think the fourth was my favorite. There was a faint hum of crickets somewhere outside the window, subdued by the melodious pitter-patter of rain dripping on the pavement running alongside the house, the occasional crack of lightning splitting the sky and the rumbling of thunder. Okay, I know this sentence has very little to do with Ryan/Colin, but I love weather -- especially when it's described so perfectly that I can see it.
And this bit right for the beginning of that one -- Ryan’s arm was slung over Colin’s waist, fingers splayed out across his stomach and tapping a gentle tune to a song he couldn’t quite recall -- is also a very nice image.
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Date: 2007-01-03 02:24 am (UTC)Aw, thankyou so much for your kind words!! *hands flowers* (:
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Date: 2007-01-04 11:14 am (UTC)Congrats. I love each and every one of them almost as much as I love you! There wonderful, You did an awesome job as usual.
Much Love,
JJ
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Date: 2007-01-04 11:18 am (UTC)