Fanfic quote of the day

"I hope I'm not misreading you, my dear doctor." He said, and before he could change his mind, or Julian could pull away, he covered the human's mouth with his own, and kissed the other man with all the love, passion, devotion, and desperation he had finally allowed himself to acknowledge.

From Time Keeps on Slipping, part 3 by Charon.

(I have a sneaking feeling of deja vu here. Have I posted this before? Who cares, it's lovely!)

Sharing an interest of mine.

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Mundane drabble series: Who Did It?

Title: Who Did It?
Series: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine
Pairings: Garak/Bashir.
Rating: PG 
Warnings: None.
Beta: Not for this one.
Feedback: Yes please.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Some geezers in the movie and television industries do. Damn them.
Summary: Drabble (100 words). Who exactly took the first step?

“My dear, I can't believe you have the nerve to claim you did all the work to get us together!”

Julian poked his lover in the ribs beside him on the couch.

“Oh?! Who exactly invited who to dinner?”

Garak huffed wryly.

“And exactly how many excruciatingly obvious hints did it take to get us there?”

He didn't even have to look to know that Julian was blushing.

“Let's change the subject.”

Pouncing on the red-faced doctor, Garak smirked.

“Oh no, I find that I rather like this subject!”

Julian silenced his lover the only way he knew how.

 

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