In Between, Part 10 (Cancer Fic)
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soulmatejunkeeTitle: In Between, Part 10/?
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soulmatejunkee
Fandom: Queer as Folk US
Pairing: Brian/Justin
Timeline: What happened between episode 4.09 and 4.10 (POV’s). It starts right after "Eat some fucking chicken soup".
Word Count: 400 words (drabbles)
Summary: I am writing on it since weeks, so I just thought, maybe I should start posting it
Disclaimer: I don’t own anything. It’s all CowLip and Showtime.
A/N: Beta byqafkinnetic (Thanks a lot!)
Every comment is welcome. Let me know what you think. Thanks!
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5
Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9
Justin's POV
1)
This man drives me insane. I know one day I will kill him, I have to, there is no other way. I sighed and rolled my eyes. "No one takes pity on you, Brian. We just care about you, because we love you and we want to help you and… really, you need help. You look like shit, you can barely move, you almost fell asleep on your way to the bed and… fuck, no one wants to be all alone when he’s sick.“
And in that second it hits me. He wanted to be alone. Of course he did.
2)
All he ever learned about being sick was getting blamed for ruining the sheets. His mother didn’t take care of him – and I guess his father didn’t either. She blamed him for being sick and weak, probably even told him that it was his own fault, because he went out in the rain – like kids do – or because he left his jacket at home when it was cold outside – like kids do – or because he forgot to blow-dry his hair after showering – like kids do.
If I ever meet that woman again, I will ask her what she was thinking.
3)
I moved closer to him, put my arm around him and he looked at me. My fingers fondled his hair and I put a soft kiss on his lips. I wouldn’t be able to take those memories of his childhood away from him and no matter what I say he still would expect me to blame him for being weak or be disgusted by it or to leave him because of it.
"You are such an idiot“, I whispered on his lips.
He answered the kiss, closed his eyes, took my hand in his again and sighed loudly. "I know.“
4)
I wanted him to sleep, to relax. "Go back to sleep, I’ll be here when you wake up.“
"What about school?“
"Tomorrow’s a weekend.“ My fingers still fondled his hair.
He opened his eyes again and looked at me, he looked very concerned, almost scared. "I don’t want you to be here… after the radiation.“
He didn’t want me to see him sick, I got it. I nodded. "I’ll get you to the hospital and back home. I’ll prepare everything and then I’ll go to school, I have some classes in the afternoon. I’ll be back in the evening. Deal?“
TBC
Author:
soulmatejunkee Fandom: Queer as Folk US
Pairing: Brian/Justin
Timeline: What happened between episode 4.09 and 4.10 (POV’s). It starts right after "Eat some fucking chicken soup".
Word Count: 400 words (drabbles)
Summary: I am writing on it since weeks, so I just thought, maybe I should start posting it
Disclaimer: I don’t own anything. It’s all CowLip and Showtime.
A/N: Beta by
qafkinnetic (Thanks a lot!)Every comment is welcome. Let me know what you think. Thanks!
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5
Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9
Justin's POV
1)
This man drives me insane. I know one day I will kill him, I have to, there is no other way. I sighed and rolled my eyes. "No one takes pity on you, Brian. We just care about you, because we love you and we want to help you and… really, you need help. You look like shit, you can barely move, you almost fell asleep on your way to the bed and… fuck, no one wants to be all alone when he’s sick.“
And in that second it hits me. He wanted to be alone. Of course he did.
2)
All he ever learned about being sick was getting blamed for ruining the sheets. His mother didn’t take care of him – and I guess his father didn’t either. She blamed him for being sick and weak, probably even told him that it was his own fault, because he went out in the rain – like kids do – or because he left his jacket at home when it was cold outside – like kids do – or because he forgot to blow-dry his hair after showering – like kids do.
If I ever meet that woman again, I will ask her what she was thinking.
3)
I moved closer to him, put my arm around him and he looked at me. My fingers fondled his hair and I put a soft kiss on his lips. I wouldn’t be able to take those memories of his childhood away from him and no matter what I say he still would expect me to blame him for being weak or be disgusted by it or to leave him because of it.
"You are such an idiot“, I whispered on his lips.
He answered the kiss, closed his eyes, took my hand in his again and sighed loudly. "I know.“
4)
I wanted him to sleep, to relax. "Go back to sleep, I’ll be here when you wake up.“
"What about school?“
"Tomorrow’s a weekend.“ My fingers still fondled his hair.
He opened his eyes again and looked at me, he looked very concerned, almost scared. "I don’t want you to be here… after the radiation.“
He didn’t want me to see him sick, I got it. I nodded. "I’ll get you to the hospital and back home. I’ll prepare everything and then I’ll go to school, I have some classes in the afternoon. I’ll be back in the evening. Deal?“
TBC
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on 2010-10-07 09:58 am (UTC)I can't tell you how much I love that chapter.
you're dealing with that difficult issue with such honesty and sensativity.
you really should do a series ;)
*hugs*
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on 2010-10-07 04:55 pm (UTC)I'm glad you like it.