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stargateficrecRec Category: John Sheppard/Rodney McKay
Pairing: John Sheppard/Rodney McKay
Category: Slash, friendship, death, angst
Spoilers: up through Outcast
Warnings: Character death
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icantfollow
Author's Website:atlantis_chat
Link: A Hundred Words for Snow
Why This Must Be Read:
This is a story about missed chances and slow reveals. Living together on earth, John falls ever more in love with Rodney as the story progresses, but never acts on it; the result is a story that straddles the slash/gen line with strong sense of emotional intimacy right through to the bittersweet end. The language is fabulous, loneliness and isolation permeating the whole story in a way that is just simply beautiful.
John looked around the apartment; it was almost exactly like the one from the fake Earth except that the fridge wasn't stocked with beer - a flaw he intended to fix as soon as possible.
It had everything he could possibly want. Flat-screen plasma TV, brand new computer, leather couch, football memorabilia, fully out-fitted kitchen, even a jacuzzi tub.
A thank you present, they said, for all your years of hard work.
He swallowed over the knot in the back of his throat, and ran his hand across the buttery black leather. It felt real enough.
His cell phone rang.
'My apartment is too big,' complained Rodney. John's heart beat a little faster; he'd missed that voice. 'I can't find anything. It echoes. I could fit my entire lab back home in here.'
Back home. Of course Rodney still thought that way. He didn't know. John was the one who had to live with a broken heart.
'Sheppard? John? You there?'
John said, 'You want to move in with me?'
Pairing: John Sheppard/Rodney McKay
Category: Slash, friendship, death, angst
Spoilers: up through Outcast
Warnings: Character death
Author on LJ:
icantfollowAuthor's Website:
atlantis_chatLink: A Hundred Words for Snow
Why This Must Be Read:
This is a story about missed chances and slow reveals. Living together on earth, John falls ever more in love with Rodney as the story progresses, but never acts on it; the result is a story that straddles the slash/gen line with strong sense of emotional intimacy right through to the bittersweet end. The language is fabulous, loneliness and isolation permeating the whole story in a way that is just simply beautiful.
John looked around the apartment; it was almost exactly like the one from the fake Earth except that the fridge wasn't stocked with beer - a flaw he intended to fix as soon as possible.
It had everything he could possibly want. Flat-screen plasma TV, brand new computer, leather couch, football memorabilia, fully out-fitted kitchen, even a jacuzzi tub.
A thank you present, they said, for all your years of hard work.
He swallowed over the knot in the back of his throat, and ran his hand across the buttery black leather. It felt real enough.
His cell phone rang.
'My apartment is too big,' complained Rodney. John's heart beat a little faster; he'd missed that voice. 'I can't find anything. It echoes. I could fit my entire lab back home in here.'
Back home. Of course Rodney still thought that way. He didn't know. John was the one who had to live with a broken heart.
'Sheppard? John? You there?'
John said, 'You want to move in with me?'
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