Space Challenge by Aingeal (2)
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ds_flashfictionTitle: Closing the Gaps
Author: Aingeal
Pairing: Fraser/Vecchio
Rating: PG
Word Count: 737
Summary: Ray thinks about all the people he's been close to during his life (Ray POV).
Notes: Thanks to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lozenger8 for a much appreciated beta.
Closing the Gaps
I like my space. Growing up in a noisy Italian household means you always want it, especially when you’ve got two sisters. As a kid, I wanted space away from Frannie and her Barbies. She’d take over half the house with the damn things and Maria with her toys wasn’t any better. Sometimes, you couldn’t walk down the hall without tripping over one of her stuffed animals. Of course, she would just complain about my toy cars or army figures and Ma would tell me to tidy them up. That’s why I liked having my own room, it was own space.
It was my space away from Pop too. Sometimes I couldn’t put enough space between him and me. I’d hide in the closet, or under the covers, but he’d always find me. The best space between us was when he was dead and I couldn’t even get rid of him then. He’s six foot under and he won’t leave me alone. At least he can’t do anything except talk and even then I don’t have to listen.
I put space between me and Frank too. There were two kinds of kids in the neighbourhood, the ones who sucked up to him and the ones who stayed away from him. I started out hanging around him until I realised the type of person I was hanging around with. Putting space between me and Frank meant there was space between me and Irene. We tried to get closer, but there was too much in the way.
There was too much space between me and Angie too. It didn’t start off that way. We started close, in love, but then I started noticing we weren’t as close as before, we’d be yelling at each other, or we wouldn’t talk at all. We tried to close the gap between us, but it didn’t work, we ended up further apart.
After Angie, I didn’t really want anyone to get close. I let a few into my space, but I kept my distance. At least, I tried, but then a Canadian dressed in a red suit ended all that.
Sounds crazy, we’re from too totally different worlds, and yet there wasn’t any space. People joked we were joined at the hip within a few weeks of us meeting each other and becoming friends. People used to ask if we had any concept of personal space around each other and we didn’t, and I didn’t mind.
It was just physical, either. Emotionally, we got close too. All of a sudden I had a best friend for the first time in over twenty years. I thought nothing would ever come between us, there wasn’t space to. At least, I thought so, until Victoria came into our lives.
She created a big hole between me and Benny. In the hospital, it was frustrating. I could see my best friend, talk to him, but there was space there that hadn’t been there before. I started to ask myself how close we’d been to start with.
Things got better. Took a few months, but before long, the space was gone. I was still on edge, I had seen a side to Fraser I didn’t think existed, but in a twisted way it brought us closer together, we’d seen the best and worst of each other.
I don’t know when I realised why there was no space; I guess it was about the time I realised I loved him. I still kept the space. He could hurt me more than anyone else, I’d known that when he and Victoria got together. But I hated doing it. I hated hiding it.
In the end, it was Fraser who realised. One night in his apartment we started arguing and right in the middle of an argument I blurted out I love him. He just looked at me and then he stepped forward and he was getting into my space. I ended up backed up against the wall, I couldn’t go anywhere.
He closed the gap and he kissed me and there was no space between us. There was no space between us and we ended up naked in his bed. In the morning we were kissing, and cuddling, and there was no space. I don’t care because I never want there to be space between us again and I think… I think that’s what Fraser wants too.
Author: Aingeal
Pairing: Fraser/Vecchio
Rating: PG
Word Count: 737
Summary: Ray thinks about all the people he's been close to during his life (Ray POV).
Notes: Thanks to
lozenger8 for a much appreciated beta. Closing the Gaps
I like my space. Growing up in a noisy Italian household means you always want it, especially when you’ve got two sisters. As a kid, I wanted space away from Frannie and her Barbies. She’d take over half the house with the damn things and Maria with her toys wasn’t any better. Sometimes, you couldn’t walk down the hall without tripping over one of her stuffed animals. Of course, she would just complain about my toy cars or army figures and Ma would tell me to tidy them up. That’s why I liked having my own room, it was own space.
It was my space away from Pop too. Sometimes I couldn’t put enough space between him and me. I’d hide in the closet, or under the covers, but he’d always find me. The best space between us was when he was dead and I couldn’t even get rid of him then. He’s six foot under and he won’t leave me alone. At least he can’t do anything except talk and even then I don’t have to listen.
I put space between me and Frank too. There were two kinds of kids in the neighbourhood, the ones who sucked up to him and the ones who stayed away from him. I started out hanging around him until I realised the type of person I was hanging around with. Putting space between me and Frank meant there was space between me and Irene. We tried to get closer, but there was too much in the way.
There was too much space between me and Angie too. It didn’t start off that way. We started close, in love, but then I started noticing we weren’t as close as before, we’d be yelling at each other, or we wouldn’t talk at all. We tried to close the gap between us, but it didn’t work, we ended up further apart.
After Angie, I didn’t really want anyone to get close. I let a few into my space, but I kept my distance. At least, I tried, but then a Canadian dressed in a red suit ended all that.
Sounds crazy, we’re from too totally different worlds, and yet there wasn’t any space. People joked we were joined at the hip within a few weeks of us meeting each other and becoming friends. People used to ask if we had any concept of personal space around each other and we didn’t, and I didn’t mind.
It was just physical, either. Emotionally, we got close too. All of a sudden I had a best friend for the first time in over twenty years. I thought nothing would ever come between us, there wasn’t space to. At least, I thought so, until Victoria came into our lives.
She created a big hole between me and Benny. In the hospital, it was frustrating. I could see my best friend, talk to him, but there was space there that hadn’t been there before. I started to ask myself how close we’d been to start with.
Things got better. Took a few months, but before long, the space was gone. I was still on edge, I had seen a side to Fraser I didn’t think existed, but in a twisted way it brought us closer together, we’d seen the best and worst of each other.
I don’t know when I realised why there was no space; I guess it was about the time I realised I loved him. I still kept the space. He could hurt me more than anyone else, I’d known that when he and Victoria got together. But I hated doing it. I hated hiding it.
In the end, it was Fraser who realised. One night in his apartment we started arguing and right in the middle of an argument I blurted out I love him. He just looked at me and then he stepped forward and he was getting into my space. I ended up backed up against the wall, I couldn’t go anywhere.
He closed the gap and he kissed me and there was no space between us. There was no space between us and we ended up naked in his bed. In the morning we were kissing, and cuddling, and there was no space. I don’t care because I never want there to be space between us again and I think… I think that’s what Fraser wants too.
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