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[yeungmaisu.livejournal.com]

Sometimes the story takes a path of its own.




Longing
by YeungMaiSu


There.

He's doing it again.

That thing he does. With his tongue. His lip. And his mouth.

Dear God.

Doesn't he know people watch when he does that? That I watch?

That I watch him all the time?

I adjust my coat to the chill as Detective Kowalski glides across the station like a foreign prince while reaching for him once more with my eyes. Letting him see all the words I can never say.

Words like, teach me to trust again. Let me learn how to love again. Make me believe in the power and the glory.

But Constable Fraser never looks my way. Never sees my words. Never sees me.

Instead he rises and with head bowed, slips the black leather jacket off the back of his chair and across Detective Kowalski's shoulders, smoothing a firm, gentle hand southward. Smiling, they sail past me. Lost and found in a world of their own making.

"Hey, Turnbull! You want some suds and a burger? My treat."

I blink once, twice, three times; the sudden streak of tears vanish and as my vision clears, I see Detective Dewey, situated in front of me, looking concerned yet curiously hopeful.

It's not what I want or even need.

But it will have to do for now.

Comments

[shayheyred.livejournal.com]

Well, that ending surprised me. A nice surprise!

Shay

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[yeungmaisu.livejournal.com]

Thanks so much, Shay. I'm really glad you enjoyed it. Since I usually only post angst, the ending surprised me too. :)

[the-star-fish.livejournal.com]

Nice job! Very surprising twist.

Poor Turnbull.

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[yeungmaisu.livejournal.com]

Thank you for the compliments, S. And I have to apologize for not writing you earlier, but I've had the worst luck with posting here.

[snowee.livejournal.com]

Oo, a little surprise and a unique entry. Nicely done!

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[yeungmaisu.livejournal.com]

You are kindness itself, Snowee. Thank you muchly. :) Since I was trying for a balance between despair and possible future satisfaction, it's gratifying to know you enjoyed it.

woobie Turnbull!

[thermidor.livejournal.com]

That was very sweet. He's gonna be OK, though, I think.

Re: woobie Turnbull!

[yeungmaisu.livejournal.com]

Thanks for the heady praise, T. And I'm sorry I couldn't get back to you any sooner; for whatever reason, I've been having problems trying to post here today. As it is, I tend to agree with you. It's as if with the realization that you don't always get what you want, does Turnbull decide to follow more tangible possibilities with a greater chance of emotional happiness. Still, you know he's going to lament the dream.

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[yeungmaisu.livejournal.com]

Thank you for the lovely feedback, Jodie. And yes, I think I might be persuaded. :)

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[yeungmaisu.livejournal.com]

Thanks again, Jodie. I'll see what I can do.

[ardent-muses.livejournal.com]

:::Sigh:::

Very lovely indeed!

The foreign prince description is one I would never have thought of, but RayK really does have a kind of mysterious, regal quality. Because he's so graceful, I expect. :)

I also admired "reaching for him...with my eyes".

I loved the fact that, even though I figured out it was Turnbull, there was still an big twist at the end. IMHO, this is what short fiction is for. Very nice!

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[yeungmaisu.livejournal.com]

Thank you for the comments here and in my mail box, A. I will treasure them like the gems they are. And yes, with Turnbull being utterly and wonderfully romantic, what really needs to be asked is, would he be willing to sacrifice his dreams for a chance of real happiness with someone who feels about him the way he feels about Fraser?