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Fic: The Interview (Part 6b)

Title: The Interview (Part 6b)
Author: nouveau_monday
Pairing: Noah/Luke
Rating: PG
Word Count: 2.2k
Summary: Hot chocolate. Making up.
Spoilers: This is completely AU for the boys. So yeah, any relation to the story line is minor. Facts I kept were the Colonel, Noah's mom, and Oakdale. Other characters resemble themselves, but everyone, by definition is not quite him/her self.
Disclaimer: As I said, this is AU. The characters belong to CBS and P&G and possibly others, but definitely not me. That is the real travesty of all of this.
Notes: This part had no beta. All mistakes are mine and mine alone.





Luke chews on his lip. He lost his Chapstick and never replaced it. What was the point when the only guy he wanted to kiss was ignoring him? He drums his fingers on the cheap fabric of the sofa in the living room area of Noah’s studio. He’s tired and he’s angry. He can’t tell if he’s more pissed at himself for showing up and giving in, or coming back on the stairs. Or maybe it’s Noah? Noah who looks like he hasn’t slept in the last two weeks, who looks like he’s taken anyone and everyone six ways to sunday.

He shoots to his feet. Pacing might burn some energy. Don’t think of the bed. Don’t think of the shower. Don’t think of beautiful naked wet Noah in the shower and then on the bed. Nothing has changed since their pseudo-date. The apartment is just as empty and taken up primarily by the bed that Luke is not thinking about. He peels off his hat, gloves, scarf, coat, stacks them on top of each other on the edge of the sofa. Probably he shouldn’t spy, but Noah said to make himself at home.

Luke stands in front of the shelves across from Noah’s bed. There are a few beaten up paperbacks, a cheap television, a laptop, and some notebooks in not much better shape than the books. His fingers itch to open the clasp on a manilla envelope, soft and frayed around the corners, the distinct impression of photographs inside it. His hands hover over it, but no, he can’t. Life would be easier with fewer scruples. The silence of the shower turning off justifies his wussing out. “Want me to order food or something?” He asks now that the water is off.

“What?”

“Food? Are you hungry? Because I’m starv-” Luke feels his jaw snap shut.

Noah wipes the small blue towel in his hair to dry it. His pants stay in place by a gravity defying miracle and the exaggerated jut of his hip bones. When Noah went into the bathroom, he had been fully dressed. Luke would have noticed the almost nakedness. He’s not dead yet.

Luke closes his eyes, shakes his head. “Starving,” he whispers.

“I could do food. I couldn’t really eat before the gig, and room service at the Lakeview didn’t appeal.” Noah shrugs. “Not that I didn’t appreciate the offer, but come on? Tony thought three, turned out to be five. Nice bonus and all, but really? Sometimes I don’t want to eat where I work.” He flops the towel over the bathroom door and then himself across his bed. Nimble fingers rifle through a drawer, the same drawer that Luke knows has condoms and lube and other stuff. He fans take out menus with an amused glance. “I’m easy.” He flushes. “Well, duh, I guess. I mean. Here. Take your pick. My treat. It’s the least I can do.”

“Don’t be an idiot. I can afford it. And anyway, I’m the one pathetic enough to wait outside your door. Maybe I’ll make up some man points if I buy us food.”

Noah frowns, stands. “You don’t need man points, whatever those are. You need to let me be grateful that you’re here now. And let me make you hot chocolate.” Pink slides across his cheeks and briefly Luke can see him as younger than his experience makes him. “I maybe looked up a few recipes. I thought, well, I thought that maybe if I worked up the courage to find you, that I would try to convince you back here with it.” He busies himself at the stove, naked back to Luke. “That’s really lame. See, all testosterone clearly in your court. Leaving aside the fact that I just took it up the ass multiple times in multiple ways and can barely walk.” He slaps his forehead. “Umm, we can forget I just said that.”

Luke debates dropping to his knees and licking the infinity sign on Noah’s back. He wants to hug him and hit him simultaneously. “It’s your job. I can hate it a bunch and still understand that. I do hate it a bunch, but it brought you here, brought you now. And, I’m trying hard to stay in the moment.” To prove this, he goes with his first instinct and slips to his knees, wraps his arms around Noah’s torso, traces his tongue around the dark ink. The tense of muscle reminds him once again that jumping on someone who has just been used about as much one can might not be a good idea. “Shit. I’m. Fuck. Sorry. Really sorry.” He feathers kisses across the expanse of back, lets his hands grip at Noah’s hips, pet down his thighs. “I didn’t want you to think that it couldn’t happen. That I wouldn’t want you. I know what you’ve done, what you do. You don’t have to think it, but I promise. If I had any doubt, I’m pretty sure I know who Tony is. I know what he likes.” Luke presses his forehead to Noah’s vertebrae. “I don’t know how to do this, exactly, but please.”


*****

Noah eases the pan to the stove with a soft clink. His fingers cover Luke’s. “Shh. Shh. It’s me who should be apologizing, groveling, whatever. I’m not used to being around people who ... I don’t know. I don’t know how to be other than what I am, even if I want it.” He unthreads himself to pour the milk and ignores his jitters. “You need to let go of me, so I can measure stuff. Can you? Would you stand up? It makes me anxious. I don’t, you shouldn’t.” He pauses. “You shouldn’t be on your knees for me, Luke. No one should.” Ever. He measures out vanilla and cocoa powder, dumps them in to bloom. That’s what the recipe says. Bloom. Noah likes that word. It had made him think of Luke’s smile.

He turns within the bracket of Luke’s arms, cards his hands through the blonde strands. “I don’t hate being a whore. It’s hard to say I like it. I didn’t plan on it, that’s for sure. But, I don’t hate it.” He closes his eyes against the mistrust he’ll see. Juan never got it. He understood survival, the need to sell himself, but the rest? Ultimately it was a secret Noah held tight.

“Can you tell me about it?” Luke stands, shifts his grip to rest on the oven door handle. “It maybe didn’t come out how I expected it, but I came to interview you once. I have a pitch for you still, if you’re interested?” He takes a step back. “Part of me wants to try to separate what we had, could have, and what I’m asking. But hear me out.”

“It’s the least I can do.” Noah leans forward, enjoys the slightly sour heat of Luke’s breath against his eyelashes. “The hot chocolate’s almost ready. Let me serve you. We can sit on, umm, the couch, I guess? I bought cookies too. If you want?” He grits his teeth against his own pathetic optimism.

“Cookies would be great.” Each puff of air binds itself tight around Noah’s heart. “Do you want me to get them while you pour?”

He nods, tongue firmly between his teeth.

“And they are ... where exactly?” Luke prompts.

“Right. Umm. Top shelf, next to the fridge.” He turns before he makes more of an ass of himself. Again. He adds the double shot of instant espresso, turns off the stove and stirs. Noah stares at the recipe, sniffs at the pan. It smells like it might actually taste good. He waits until Luke steps away from his space, until he can’t feel his scent, until his knees won’t give out. Several deep inhales later, he readies their drinks. Noah toes open the refrigerator, pulls out the can of whipped cream and mounds it on. He decorates it with chocolate sprinkles.

The mugs burn his hands slightly but Noah doesn’t spill. He can pretend to be calm, even though it’s a total lie. There’s not a lot he hasn’t learned to fake. Chalk up another benefit to the life of a rentboy. He hands off one to Luke and curls himself into the far corner. He squishes his face up. “This shouldn’t poison us. I made sure that I removed all potentially harmful products before making it.”

“Since when do you have whipped cream and sprinkles?” Luke holds his cup up to his face. “Come to think of it, when did you get these? I think I would have noticed these two when I was here last. Bright green with blue dots? Not exactly subtle.”

Noah laps at the cream on his. At least he couldn’t screw that up. “It was a thing.”

“What?”

“It was this thing.” He glares over the steam. “It was this thing. I saw it and thought, that maybe if I purchased something it would help with the courage thing. That if I had the cups and the ingredients, I couldn’t not eventually find you and tell you that I’m a mess. I don’t buy things unless I need them. It’s not practical.” He clacks the barbell on his tongue against his teeth. “And there’s no reason for you to know that, or care, or know me. And I get that I’m always gonna be this weird loser who hangs onto strange sappy dreams and never gets it.” Noah places his mug on the floor so he can grind his palms against his eyelids. “But you came back, and you were here waiting. And you knew when we’d last seen each other down to the moment. I don’t know what to do with that.”

Noah hears the thump of Luke putting down his hot chocolate. “I don’t know what to do with that either. I’m not even sure I understood what you were trying to say.”

“Yeah. Not sure myself.”

The shift in the couch warns him Luke moves, but he doesn’t expect to have his ankles tugged by strong, warm hands. “What are you doing?” Noah should panic. People don’t grab him. Well, they do, but only when the contract is clearly defined. Payment up front or nothing.

“Saying thank you.” Luke’s thumbs rubs into Noah’s arches. “I love whipped cream, and sprinkles on my hot chocolate.” He digs into the soft pads between Noah’s toes. “I really love that even with nothing in your apartment, you have these ridiculous mugs. They don’t really belong, but they’re here now.” He slides up, circles over ankles and higher still to Noah’s calves. “Gives me hope for me. That maybe you might want me to be here as well.”

Noah fists his hands into Luke’s hair, rubs at his scalp. “God, I do. I really do. And not just because you have a secret talent for massage which I’m just this minute figuring out.” He stares at the cracks in the ceiling, the peeling paint. “Aside from my regulars, I’m set for the next month. Tomorrow, tomorrow I was going to find you, even if that meant begging Roth. I don’t care about any pitch, about any anything. I don’t care how, but I want you around.” He tugs Luke up, pulls him forward, stares at him with an honesty he hasn’t been able to find in years. “I can’t, no, I won’t ask you for anything. But, if you want to be here. I’ll try to let you. It’s the best I can do.”

Luke melts across Noah, nuzzles into his neck, kisses at the skin behind his ear. “That’s all I can ask for.” He rubs their noses over each other. “If you could find a way to try and trust me, you’ll see, it’s all I ever wanted.”

Comments

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qafaddiction
Apr. 11th, 2009 10:27 pm (UTC)
Yay! The rentboys are back! Actually, that was going to be the title of my post for the next chapter of "For Sale" but it seems to be taking me forever to get it done. Maybe your chapter will inspire me to get off my butt and finish it! I really liked the hot chocolate theme. Something about these boys and mugs.... coffee from Java, or hot chocolate at home, or... wherever. It's comfy. It's familiar. It's grounding. The image of a freshly-showered, damp Noah is just...um, yeah. ♥
nouveau_monday
Apr. 12th, 2009 01:25 am (UTC)
I do love this Noah. He makes me all fuzzy and warm, and sad as well, which is an odd combination.

Remind me at some point to maybe discuss some Reg issues I'm having to help me get back on track.

Thanks for being such a speedy commenter!
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gradgirl_07
Apr. 11th, 2009 11:19 pm (UTC)
OK, to begin completely off topic, Jilly?! Yes, yes! My mind has been spinning with ideas and I cannot wait to see what you come up with.

So onto the gushing that I always do when it comes to you.

No matter how much time between updates, I read one paragraph and my heart is back to this place of anxiety and want and twinges of pain. You bring it back instantly and I love that about you and this story.

Cannot believe how Noah just starts talking about work, and Luke’s okay with that. The line about eating where you work, both funny and gross and again Ioved it, because it’s them and it fit.

Noah looked up hot chocolate recipes? That’s so…I’m running out of words, but lovely, really. They’re so tenuous around each other, afraid to step close to that desire of what they both want, and each step closer is wonderful, but once they realize they’ve gotten there, they stop and pull back so fast, I feel whiplash. And yet, it makes complete sense. They could be so perfect together or it could break them completely and I think they’re both so broken as is, that any chance of that happening more, would just push them over the edge so they keep teetering back and forth. Yeah, I’m rambling now sorry.

Bloom. Noah likes that word. It had made him think of Luke’s smile. Pure poetry. I love that that makes him think of Luke. It makes me think of him too and as dark as Noah is, it’s nice to see this moments of hope and purity, almost that Luke brings to him. I think they’ll be so good for each other and it’s nice to see the glimpses of it already coming through.

Noah’s explanation for buying the mugs…so utterly perfect.

And yeah, I think I was probably in tears by the time I got to this. “If you could find a way to try and trust me, you’ll see, it’s all I ever wanted.”

Another wonderful and brilliant chapter. ~Ali
nouveau_monday
Apr. 12th, 2009 01:36 am (UTC)
Jilly! Jilly! Jilly!

I'm going to the insanity in NYC next weekend, so I wanted to make sure I posted some stuff before I went there. Kind of cleaned the palate as it were.

I'm glad that you liked Noah's mug explanation. I was worried it would be too heavy handed.
j525
Apr. 12th, 2009 12:33 am (UTC)
I love this story. It's all I can articulate. I went back and reread all of the chapters again. This story just leaves me breathless. It is one of my all time favorites. I just love Noah and Luke in this.
nouveau_monday
Apr. 12th, 2009 01:36 am (UTC)
thank you, sugar. I'm awfully fond of it as well.
escapes
Apr. 12th, 2009 12:35 am (UTC)
I was hoping this would get updated.

Love this and the tenuous relationship that Luke and Noah are forging.
nouveau_monday
Apr. 12th, 2009 01:40 am (UTC)
i felt bad for how long i'd gone without updating. I was glad to get something out.
crownroyal_51
Apr. 12th, 2009 12:50 am (UTC)
I was so happy to see you update this fic. I was beginning to lose hope! This was a great chapter, definitely worth the wait!
nouveau_monday
Apr. 12th, 2009 01:42 am (UTC)
Glad it was worth the wait. I have an ending in mind for this, so even if it is slow slow slow slow slow slow, there will continue to be updates.
miss_smp
Apr. 12th, 2009 12:57 am (UTC)
**STILL.WANTS.MORE** :P

ILU monday **hugs & kisses**
nouveau_monday
Apr. 12th, 2009 01:42 am (UTC)
thank you darling. I'll try to get more to you sooner this time.
sweetiejelly
Apr. 12th, 2009 02:37 am (UTC)
I know it's already quoted above but I love love love this phrase so much:
Bloom. Noah likes that word. It had made him think of Luke’s smile.

Also, freshly showered + geeky hot chocolate recipe following + nervously hopelessly in love and rambly Noah = the best ever.

The part where they discussed his job got to me. Heart hurts for these two! So glad you brought them back, Monday! I really missed them. ♥
nouveau_monday
Apr. 12th, 2009 02:43 am (UTC)
I missed them too, actually. But I had a really hard time writing this since Reg died, so I had to put it away. But I missed them terribly. It felt nice to get them back.
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dreamer_98
Apr. 12th, 2009 03:05 am (UTC)
So I've just now gone back and read this story from the beginning to this chapter. And wow. You've made an AU that's very different from the show, and the characters are in completely different situations, yet it still feels like them. I love how Luke wants more for Noah than Noah will allow himself to have, and how gradually, Noah is beginning to let Luke in.

Please say there will be more, eventually. :-) <3
nouveau_monday
Apr. 12th, 2009 12:33 pm (UTC)
I'm totally tickled that you went back and read the whole thing. That's one of the sweetest things someone could say to me. I'm glad they feel like luke/noah, that's what I've been trying to do.

There will be more eventually. I had to overcome some show angst, but I'm better now.
aloofly
Apr. 12th, 2009 08:53 am (UTC)
I loved this chapter! So happy to see you updated. I absolutely adore Noah, there's just so much depth to him and it's wonderful.

I especially liked these lines:

He unthreads himself to pour the milk and ignores his jitters. “You need to let go of me, so I can measure stuff. Can you? Would you stand up? It makes me anxious. I don’t, you shouldn’t.” He pauses. “You shouldn’t be on your knees for me, Luke. No one should.” Ever.

It was both sad and sweet at the same time. Oh, Noah.
nouveau_monday
Apr. 12th, 2009 12:40 pm (UTC)
I got a lot of "oh Noah"s about this section, so now, i think the trick is to make the next section an "oh luke" one. But this Noah is so very broken, so I guess that makes sense that people ache for him.

Thank you for reading. I know it's been forever since I updated, and I felt awful about it. I'm realllllllly appreciative that people even cared to read it at all.
kottonballs
Apr. 12th, 2009 09:23 am (UTC)
oh god! this is amazing! brilliant! i love this! yay!

can't wait for the next chapter!
nouveau_monday
Apr. 12th, 2009 12:50 pm (UTC)
I can't swear to it, but I'm fairly certain it won't take 4 months to get the next chapter out. Thanks for taking the time to read it.
ladysonsie
Apr. 12th, 2009 10:31 am (UTC)
You? Are still my favorite. ♥

So I actually clapped and made an audible sound when this appeared on my flist. And, yes, I'm serious. Not just anyone can get me that giddy, my dear. And I read it then had to go to dinner so I didn't get to comment right away. But that's okay because I read it again when I got home. From the beginning :D

Oh, how I missed this 'verse so v.v. much. These are my favorite boys. *hugs them close* You continue to be the only person that paints so very many layers with your characters. And they totally stay with you.

Pink slides across his cheeks and briefly Luke can see him as younger than his experience makes him. “I maybe looked up a few recipes. I thought, well, I thought that maybe if I worked up the courage to find you, that I would try to convince you back here with it.”

I love this because it's how I see Noah. And the hot chocolate? I love the image of him looking up recipes with Luke in mind.

“You shouldn’t be on your knees for me, Luke. No one should.” Ever. He measures out vanilla and cocoa powder, dumps them in to bloom. That’s what the recipe says. Bloom. Noah likes that word. It had made him think of Luke’s smile.

I know everyone quoted the bloom part, and it is one of my favs as well, but the first part? Broke me. Noah always sneaks these little things in where he lets his damaged soul come thru and it breaks my heart so much.

He closes his eyes against the mistrust he’ll see. Juan never got it. He understood survival, the need to sell himself, but the rest? Ultimately it was a secret Noah held tight.

I quoted this because not only is it another small glimpse into Noah but I wanted to tell you that I was right back there with Juan. Totally remembered him and still want to know more.

Each puff of air binds itself tight around Noah’s heart.

Gorgeous.

He tugs Luke up, pulls him forward, stares at him with an honesty he hasn’t been able to find in years. “I can’t, no, I won’t ask you for anything. But, if you want to be here. I’ll try to let you. It’s the best I can do.”

GAH. I just, no words. Pulls at the blood like my Nonna use to say.

I just love this dance you are weaving with them. Having them push and pull and back off and inch forward. Both scared yet wanting and toeing the ground and slowly, slowly letting each other in. This Noah is my favorite and I love this so much I think I sound stupid.

I'm so thrilled you opened this back up again and am looking forward to more. ♥!
nouveau_monday
Apr. 12th, 2009 01:24 pm (UTC)
I saved yours for the last of this first comment round because I adore what you say and how thoughtful you always are. Also, I love that you love hearing about Juan, because Juan is key to so much of how Noah defines himself. He doesn't quite understand that, but it's true. And Luke's going to have to deal with that as well. It's one of the big hurdles that Noah will have to overcome.

And Luke has to work on his own issues. I'm not quite sure what all of them are, but I know he's got them. But now that I know how Reg reappeared I find it easier to enter back into this world. I might even have a Java!Jeff show up.

And, as I commented to someone else, I maybe already have the three paragraphs of the next section up. Maybe. Or something.
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painfullystoic
Apr. 12th, 2009 11:26 am (UTC)
wow. I'd almost forgotten how much I love this story and your writing. How have you been?

Loved the chapter. Noah. heart-breaks. Luke. love.

So wonderful. So absolutely beautiful!

nouveau_monday
Apr. 12th, 2009 12:54 pm (UTC)
I'm sorry it took me so long to update. Reg's death and then the boys actually having sex threw me off, so I needed to write other stuff for awhile before I could come back to this.

Really though, it was Reg's death. However, I found a way to make it okay and for him to come back to life (in my mind) and now I'm all good to keep up this AU.

Hopefully there will be less time between updates for awhile now.
indigo_5
Apr. 12th, 2009 12:21 pm (UTC)
Oh, this makes me so happy! So happy! I love these boys so much.

So much to quote here I don't know where to start. I loved the bloom line, like everybody else, but I think I loved Luke's internal thought stuff the most. The nervous, God I want him, shut up don't go there kind of thing just totally slayed me. Like this:

The apartment is just as empty and taken up primarily by the bed that Luke is not thinking about.

And this:

Luke debates dropping to his knees and licking the infinity sign on Noah’s back. He wants to hug him and hit him simultaneously.

And the man points. And the way he briefly loses his chain of thought when Noah comes out of the shower half-dressed. And wanting to open that manila envelope but not being able to, and cursing himself for being so moral. Oh, Luke.

And then Noah! Love how nervous he was, and oh, he went out and bought ingredients! For hot chocolate! For Luke! Just in case he was brave enough to go find him!

And that foot massage, and Luke melting across Noah at the end of there, my Lord. Tell us what happens next soon, please.

You are the queen of everything. ♥♥♥
nouveau_monday
Apr. 12th, 2009 01:13 pm (UTC)
It will be sooner than this. I, uhh, maybe already started the next section. Maybe. There might be three paragraphs of it already done. Might be. Just saying.

*smooches*
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frances_veritas
Apr. 13th, 2009 07:15 am (UTC)
UM. UM. Break my heart why don't you. But in a good way. Cause.

This entire part right here:

“It was this thing.” He glares over the steam. “It was this thing. I saw it and thought, that maybe if I purchased something it would help with the courage thing. That if I had the cups and the ingredients, I couldn’t not eventually find you and tell you that I’m a mess. I don’t buy things unless I need them. It’s not practical.” He clacks the barbell on his tongue against his teeth. “And there’s no reason for you to know that, or care, or know me. And I get that I’m always gonna be this weird loser who hangs onto strange sappy dreams and never gets it.” Noah places his mug on the floor so he can grind his palms against his eyelids. “But you came back, and you were here waiting. And you knew when we’d last seen each other down to the moment. I don’t know what to do with that.”

IS just...I HAVE NO WORDS. But it made me feel funny things in my stomach. Because I LOVE LOVE LOVE the explanation you gave about Noah not buying or anything he doesn't need. And he has the mugs because of Luke. And just djfalskfjakfjadfahdfjklasfhdajlkhfad!

*dies a little inside*

Luke melts across Noah, nuzzles into his neck, kisses at the skin behind his ear. “That’s all I can ask for.” He rubs their noses over each other. “If you could find a way to try and trust me, you’ll see, it’s all I ever wanted.”

♥_♥
david_james_gal
Apr. 15th, 2009 01:19 pm (UTC)
i commented on your previous chapter but i wanna comment on here too on how GREAT this fic is! So HOTTT and the storyline is awesome! I just adore the storyline and the emotions it generates because of their situations, love the whole rentboy thing, I think its awesome cos it creates tension and hotness that is totally squealable/flailable!!! i love how Noah is afraid of getting close and letting Luke in, he wants to but he scared bless him. So please keep this up!! take care! BYEEE!!! XOXOXO
nouveau_monday
Apr. 16th, 2009 12:15 pm (UTC)
i have the next part started already, so there shouldn't be such a large gap :) The first seven paragraphs are written. I had hoped to finish it before I left for NYC tomorrow morning, but i might have to wait until I get back on tuesday to do it.
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goldenspirit
Jul. 17th, 2009 07:17 am (UTC)
Wow. I just stumbled across this fic and I am SO glad that I did. I loved the connection between these boys, their baggage and problems, and yet the fact that they're both trying - trying so hard - and the sense that there's hope for them yet.

Thanks so much, and hope to see the next installment soon!
(Anonymous)
Oct. 10th, 2009 03:16 am (UTC)
any hope?
Have re-read this more times than I can count - your ability to create such depth in these characters keeps bringing me back, hoping that maybe the next chapter you hinted at might be up...I'll keep checking back just in case.
daan73
Jan. 31st, 2010 04:44 pm (UTC)
ooh its such a shame that you didn;t update this one
it;s such an amazing story so well written
i hope you will update it !!!
malmenlid
Mar. 1st, 2010 04:14 pm (UTC)
Just dropping by to ask if there is any chance that you might update this amazing story that I just love so damn much!
fantasysci5
Oct. 8th, 2010 12:29 pm (UTC)
This is a great story, and I love how awkwardly shy Luke is. And thinking of Noah as a goth with piercings and black eyeliner is hot. Will you be continuing this?
mdfawn
Mar. 14th, 2012 02:16 pm (UTC)
**sigh**

Just read this again and was wishing, wishing, wishing that maybe some day you would consider taking up this verse again and finishing. It's a great story.

:)
nouveau_monday
Mar. 16th, 2012 01:27 am (UTC)
maybe some day ... it spun out of control, and then when the show betrayed my vision of the characters it became really difficult to write.

but someday, i'll read through the story and see what might happen. maybe i'll start watching the clips over again from the beginning where they meet. i do love the beginning.
andvari90
May. 3rd, 2012 04:28 pm (UTC)
I love this story
I think I read it 1000 times :) You are such a good writer. I don't know if you saw the movie ''strapped'' ? I saw it yesterday and it made me think so much of your fic, of your Rent boy Noah. It's really a good movie, you should give it a try if you can ! :)
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