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Title: "Out Of The Blue"
Author: Stilmoch
Rating: G
Summary: It's over.
Disclaimer: Dammit, I still don't own them. Who can I speak to about that??
A/N: I wanted to call this "(Not) Gettting Along Famously," but that's probably cutting it too close, eh? Anywho...

~~~~

It came without warning.

"I'm sorry. I can't live like this anymore. I'm leaving you."

My eyes filled with tears as I felt my heart shatter. "What? Why?? What's wrong??"

"I'm in love with someone else."

My mind reeled, first with shock, then sudden anger. "Who? Wait, don't even tell me you're still in love with... I thought that was over years ago. I thought you'd just decided to remain friends!"

"We had, but our feelings have only grown over the years. From the first time we met and worked together, we felt a chemistry between us, and we're tired of fighting it. Of trying to remain just friends."

Desperate to hang on to the man I loved, I struggled to find the words to make him stay. "But you can't leave! We have a life together now! We have a son! Are you telling me you're willing to just throw it all away?"

"Please, listen to me. I love our son, and I'm sorry for the pain I know I'm causing you. I just--I can't live like this anymore. I can't live in a lie anymore. I'm sorry. I just can't."

Helpless now, to stop it, I made one last attempt."But, I love you, Colin---"

"No buts. There's nothing you can say to change my mind. I'm leaving you, Ryan."

"I'm marrying Deb."


~finis~
[identity profile] stilmoch.livejournal.com
Title: "Out Of The Blue"
Author: Stilmoch
Rating: G
Summary: It's over.
Disclaimer: Dammit, I still don't own them. Who can I speak to about that??
A/N: I wanted to call this "(Not) Gettting Along Famously," but that's probably cutting it too close, eh? Anywho...

~~~~

It came without warning.

"I'm sorry. I can't live like this anymore. I'm leaving you."

My eyes filled with tears as I felt my heart shatter. "What? Why?? What's wrong??"

"I'm in love with someone else."

My mind reeled, first with shock, then sudden anger. "Who? Wait, don't even tell me you're still in love with... I thought that was over years ago. I thought you'd just decided to remain friends!"

"We had, but our feelings have only grown over the years. From the first time we met and worked together, we felt a chemistry between us, and we're tired of fighting it. Of trying to remain just friends."

Desperate to hang on to the man I loved, I struggled to find the words to make him stay. "But you can't leave! We have a life together now! We have a son! Are you telling me you're willing to just throw it all away?"

"Please, listen to me. I love our son, and I'm sorry for the pain I know I'm causing you. I just--I can't live like this anymore. I can't live in a lie anymore. I'm sorry. I just can't."

Helpless now, to stop it, I made one last attempt."But, I love you, Colin---"

"No buts. There's nothing you can say to change my mind. I'm leaving you, Ryan."

"I'm marrying Deb."


~finis~
[identity profile] stilmoch.livejournal.com
Title: Mr. Perfect
Author: Stilmoch
Rating: G
Pairing: Brad/Colin friendship, hint of other
Disclaimer: No, I don't own them! Get off my back, already!
A.N.: This came out of nowhere, really. Sounds like someone's got some anger issues. And, frankly, I think it's me. *sigh*

Only the Shadow knows )
[identity profile] stilmoch.livejournal.com
Title: Mr. Perfect
Author: Stilmoch
Rating: G
Pairing: Brad/Colin friendship, hint of other
Disclaimer: No, I don't own them! Get off my back, already!
A.N.: This came out of nowhere, really. Sounds like someone's got some anger issues. And, frankly, I think it's me. *sigh*

Only the Shadow knows )
[identity profile] stilmoch.livejournal.com
This started out great, then wimped out on me. I hope you enjoy, though, 'cause I owe you guys something in return for all you've given me with your stories.

Title: Helping Hands
Author: Stilmoch
Pairing: Drew/Greg friendship
Rating: PG for language
Disclaimer: I thought it was illegal to own people. At any rate, I don't own these guys. If this conversation ever took place, I sure wasn't there for it.
Author's notes: This didn't want to be written, but, by crikey, I fought it tooth and nail and here's something, anyway.
EDIT: I changed a couple of minor things that no one else would notice (probably). Carry on.

Now look, Proops. Either you tell me what's crawled up your ass or I'm gonna reach up there and get it myself. )
[identity profile] stilmoch.livejournal.com
This started out great, then wimped out on me. I hope you enjoy, though, 'cause I owe you guys something in return for all you've given me with your stories.

Title: Helping Hands
Author: Stilmoch
Pairing: Drew/Greg friendship
Rating: PG for language
Disclaimer: I thought it was illegal to own people. At any rate, I don't own these guys. If this conversation ever took place, I sure wasn't there for it.
Author's notes: This didn't want to be written, but, by crikey, I fought it tooth and nail and here's something, anyway.
EDIT: I changed a couple of minor things that no one else would notice (probably). Carry on.

Now look, Proops. Either you tell me what's crawled up your ass or I'm gonna reach up there and get it myself. )
[identity profile] indybaggins.livejournal.com
8-Post your drabble as the first (anonymous) comment to one of these posts.
[identity profile] indybaggins.livejournal.com
8-Post your drabble as the first (anonymous) comment to one of these posts.
[identity profile] indybaggins.livejournal.com
7-Post your drabble as the first (anonymous) comment to one of these posts.
[identity profile] indybaggins.livejournal.com
7-Post your drabble as the first (anonymous) comment to one of these posts.
[identity profile] stilmoch.livejournal.com
moans and groans )
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moans and groans )

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