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Title: Thousand Yard Stare
Author: [personal profile] eumelia/[ profile] eumelia
Pairing: Steve/Danny
Rating: PG/PG-13
Spoilers: n/a
Word Count: 369
Warnings: n/a
Disclaimer: This is a work of transformative fiction, no infringement is intended
Author's Notes: Basically, this could not have been done without [ profile] verasteine who gave me a prompt, held my hand and beta’d this. Thank you.
Summary: He follows Steve’s gaze and watches the ocean crash loudly onto the shore.

It’s dusk when Danny finds Steve sitting crossed legged on the lanai. He is leaning forward, his arms resting on his bent knees . Danny crouches down next to him, Steve’s eyes are blank and unfocused. He follows Steve’s gaze and watches the ocean crash loudly onto the shore.

He looks back at Steve's profile, and Danny feels bad, for a moment, that he’s admiring the slope of Steve's nose and the shadow of his cheeks, dusted with three day’s worth of stubble. "Babe?" he asks, before putting a hand on Steve's forearm.

"Yeah?" Steve replies.

Relief washes through Danny, his hand tightens on Steve and he says, "You back with me now?"

Steve blinks, and his eyelashes are clumped together, wet and spiky. "I didn't go anywhere."

Danny chews his lip, changes position and sits next to Steve, knocking their knees together. He hears the shuddering breath go through Steve and raises a hand to Steve's face; Steve closes his eyes at the touch and Danny's heart cracks wide open. He gently turns Steve's head towards him. "Look at me, please, open your eyes."

Steve's eyes catch the yellow light from the house, and Danny sees himself reflected as Steve focuses on him.


"I'm okay, Danny."

"How come you're honest at the worst of times, but you'll lie to my face, huh? You are not okay, but I'm not pushing you, I'm not, I just... you shouldn't have to sit here alone while your brain does a scratched record routine on your ass."

Steve gives him a lopsided smile and Danny’s shoulders lose the tension that was bunched in them; he knows Steve is hearing him, at least partially.

"We gonna sit here on this block of wood all night?"

Steve tenses and Danny wants to kick himself. Instead he trails his hand down Steve's cheek to the side of his neck and he cups his face, his thumbs stroking Steve's dimpled chin. "Hey," he says and kisses him softly on the side of his mouth. "We don't have to go anywhere."

"Wasn't going to." Steve replies, then his big hands hold Danny's shoulders and he slants his mouth firmly against Danny's.

Their eyes are wide open.
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June 2015

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V and Justice

V: Ah, I was forgetting that we are not properly introduced. I do not have a name. You can call me V. Madam Justice...this is V. V... this is Madam Justice. hello, Madam Justice.

Justice: Good evening, V.

V: There. Now we know each other. Actually, I've been a fan of yours for quite some time. Oh, I know what you're thinking...

Justice: The poor boy has a crush on adolescent fatuation.

V: I beg your pardon, Madam. It isn't like that at all. I've long admired you...albeit only from a distance. I used to stare at you from the streets below when I was a child. I'd say to my father, "Who is that lady?" And he'd say "That's Madam Justice." And I'd say "Isn't she pretty."

V: Please don't think it was merely physical. I know you're not that sort of girl. No, I loved you as a person. As an ideal.

Justice: What? V! For shame! You have betrayed me for some harlot, some vain and pouting hussy with painted lips and a knowing smile!

V: I, Madam? I beg to differ! It was your infidelity that drove me to her arms!

V: Ah-ha! That surprised you, didn't it? You thought I didn't know about your little fling. But I do. I know everything! Frankly, I wasn't surprised when I found out. You always did have an eye for a man in uniform.

Justice: Uniform? Why I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. It was always you, V. You were the only one...

V: Liar! Slut! Whore! Deny that you let him have his way with you, him with his armbands and jackboots!

V: Well? Cat got your tongue? I though as much.

V: Very well. So you stand revealed at last. you are no longer my justice. You are his justice now. You have bedded another.

Justice: Sob! Choke! Wh-who is she, V? What is her name?

V: Her name is Anarchy. And she has taught me more as a mistress than you ever did! She has taught me that justice is meaningless without freedom. She is honest. She makes no promises and breaks none. Unlike you, Jezebel. I used to wonder why you could never look me in the eye. Now I know. So good bye, dear lady. I would be saddened by our parting even now, save that you are no longer the woman I once loved.


-"V for Vendetta"


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