ds_flashfiction | My Very First

Posted dS Fiction ever. *sniff* It's so... whatever. Anyway.

Courtesy Challenge, in just under the wire. Dedicated to LauraKaye, and thanks to Ces and Fox.

Moving Day

Ray had just finished bringing the last of the bedroom boxes upstairs when there was a soft knock on the front door. We looked at each other with a kind of panic - we hadn't told any of our co-workers that we were moving today, and I couldn't think of anybody else who would be coming to visit.

After a brief moment of hesitation, I made my way towards the door. Ray ran down the steps, hopped over the boxes cluttering the hallway, and slammed his back up against the door. "Don't do it," he said.

"But Ray, I'm simply going to-"

"Don't. Do. It. Who knows we're here. Nobody. Nobody's gonna be knocking on our door. What if it's the Mormons? Maybe somebody called them and told them that there were two gay guys moving in down the street, and they're comin' to drag us away to one of their whatchamacallit camps and. Or, or, maybe it's the neighbors, coming by, wanting to show some curtsy-"

"Courtesy, Ray?"

"Right. Courtesy. And then when they find out that it's two guys they're gonna freak out and go on a killing rampage. Or maybe-"

"Ray, now. Please. Don't be silly. I'm sure it's no such thing."

"No! No! But, I've seen it in the movies. Like, with the guys in that movie, and then that guy killed Kevin Spacey, because he thought he was *gay*!"

"Ray. Ray. Ray. Ray. Just take a deep breath." He didn't look too happy about it, but seemed close to a compromise. "In. And out. In. And out.

There you go. Now, repeat after me." That one got me a quick glare before he settled for a look of resignation. "What other people think doesn't matter."

He muttered something incomprehensible under his breath and looked down at the floor. I took my hand and lifted his face back towards mine.

"What was that?"

"What other people think doesn't matter," he said, a bit louder this time.

"Everything will be alright."

"Everything will be alright."

"And when we are finished dealing with whomever is at the door, I will nail my boyfriend to the mattress."

"And when we are finished dealing with whosever at the door, I will - " He finally realized what he was repeating and started laughing. "Benton Fraser, I will open this door and deal with this person and then you damn well better believe that I'm going to hold you to that."

"Oh, I should sincerely hope so, Ray. After all, it wouldn't be fitting for officers of the law to go around breaking their word." An evil twinkle in his eye told me that we wouldn't be long dealing with whomever it was, but still I got a rush as we opened the door to met our new neighbors.