Eaves by Lokei (PG-13)

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Show: Stargate SG-1

Rec Category: Jack O'Neill/Daniel Jackson
Characters: Daniel Jackson, Jack O'Neill
Pairing: Jack O'Neill/Daniel Jackson
Het/Slash/Gen: slash
Warning: none
Author on LJ: lokei
Author's Website: fic journal Stargate tag
Link: Eaves

Why This Must Be Read: The saying goes that eavesdroppers hear no good of themselves. That's not first on Jack's mind when he's overheard Sam, Janet, and Daniel discussing the homoeroticism of the SGC and the military in general. But he pushes the issue, so Daniel breaks out the cluebat. Finally Jack manages to work in a surprise of his own.

In a fairly short space, this story moves from funny to heavy to sweet and around all three again—with just Jack and Daniel being Jack and Daniel. Lokei writes wonderful character notes and voices, and gives us a very satisfying wakeup call for an oblivious colonel.

Excerpt:
"Exactly what about our jobs is homoerotic?"

Daniel glanced at the figure in his doorway and sighed. He really should have thought about the ramifications of giving Jack a key to his apartment, not long after Sha’re died. It wasn’t so much that Jack abused the privilege as that he seemed to have an appalling instinct for turning up at the most inconvenient times.

“Hi, Jack, how are you? Surviving your downtime, I see.”

Jack gave him a wave and strolled further into the apartment, rocking back and forth on his toes as he regarded the pile of books, notes, magazines, and other scholarly mess which surrounded Daniel’s little clear sitting space on the floor.

“You’re clearly not,” the colonel smirked. “What happened in here, Goa’uld attack?”

Daniel leaned back on his hands and looked up at Jack with raised eyebrows. “I’m having fun, Jack. Or at least I was. There were no ribbon devices, flash grenades, or glowing eyes involved.”

“Hmph.” Jack scuffed his way through the sea of paper and leaned down to pull Daniel up. “You didn’t answer my question, you know.”

“What about our jobs is homoerotic?” Daniel looked pointedly down at where Jack was still clasping his hand, and the colonel let go as if Daniel’s hand were on fire.

It was the archaeologist’s turn to smirk. “How many times have I told you that it’s a bad idea to practice your Special Ops skills on Sam and Janet? You bugged Janet’s house again, didn’t you?”