Fic: Overcome, Day Three

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Okay... Day Three of our insane Survivor adventure is about to start, so c'mon in and get comfortable. :) We will be taking turns posting all of Day Three here in the comments, so keep checking back while we write more...

It's like a fic in real time. *g*





Overcome

By emilyfairy and kalimyre

Rating: R

Pairing: Possibly Ryan/Colin, but so far it's gen with a hint of preslash flirting :D

Summary: Ryan and Colin on Survivor. No, really.

Day One | Day Two




Colin wakes up in the early morning, blinking and groggy and cold. Ryan is gone, and Colin can't help the little swoop of disappointment that lodges itself in his stomach as he looks as the slight sag in the mat that Ryan has left behind. He hugs himself close, wishing that his arms were Ryan's arms instead.

Water drops onto his side, rolling down his back and his chest, and Colin thinks to himself, That's odd. He wonders if the tent is leaking. But he doesn't hear the sound of rain or even thunder. All he knows is that he's wet, and now he'll never get warm unless he can make it to the fire...

And then Ryan is laughing from above him, and Colin turns. Ryan is wet and dripping from his morning swim in the river, and what an appealing vision he makes. For a moment Colin almost thinks he's still dreaming. Ryan's golden curls are dark with water, and for the first time Colin notices how long his hair is getting. It spills over his forehead, making him look younger somehow. And then there's Ryan's skin, tanned and glowing and... beautiful... Colin gulps, and tries to push that last thought away, but it doesn't want to leave.

Ryan smirks at him, and Colin realizes that he is now soaked through almost to the skin. "Couldn't you at least grab a towel?" he asks.

"They were all out at the courtesy desk," Ryan replies.

Colin laughs. He loves how easily they pick up the threads of old conversations. It's always been that way with Ryan and him. "Is anyone else awake yet?"

"No. I think they're all sleeping in. We probably won't have much to do today, because the other team will be at Tribal Council tonight, and everybody will be focusing on them."

"Good," says Colin. "Maybe all of the cameras will go bother them, and leave us alone."

"I don't think it works that way," Ryan says, and in one quick motion he rolls back in to join Colin.

Colin sighs as he settles against Ryan, their arms tangling together. Ryan's skin is cool and a little clammy next to his, and Colin feels him shivering a bit. He bites his lip. Ryan is usually the protector, the one who makes Colin feel better, and even though Colin knows that he is over six feet tall, and a grown man besides, he likes having someone around to take care of him.

He decides that he wants to be that for Ryan too, if he needs it. Ryan's lips are blue on the edges, and his teeth chatter, and Colin thinks that this time, he definitely needs it. He pulls Ryan into his arms, cradling Ryan against his chest. "Mmm," Ryan murmurs, curling into a ball so he'll fit.

Colin stares at the top of Ryan's head, and then rests his chin there. Ryan's hair leaves a wet patch on his shirt, but he doesn't mind. He rubs Ryan's arms, his back, his sides... Anywhere he can reach. Trying to give some of his warmth back to Ryan. Ryan's shivers slowly subside, and Colin lets the pride spread all over his body. He did that. He helped Ryan.

"You know what this means?" Ryan asks after a few minutes of silent cuddling. He pops up his head, so he can see Colin's face.

"What?"

"We can work some more on our fort," Ryan replies, grinning broadly.






Now I will turn it over to Kalimyre! :D Feel free to comment as we go along.

Emily :)