Fic: Deserving (Cal/Gillian)
Apr. 24th, 2013 01:53 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Title: Deserving
Fandom: Lie to Me
Characters: Cal/Gillian
Prompt: One of these days you'll be mine. That will be a sad day.
Word Count: 511
Rating: G
Summary: Lately, things between them have been strained at best.
Notes: Written for
20loves. Tag to 3x05. 27/1/11.
It’s not something he is proud of, but he has thought for a long while now that one of these days, Gillian will be his. If that is correct, it will be a very sad day for both of them.
Lately, things between them have been strained at best. His fault. He has no illusions about where to place the blame. He’s been pushing her away and messing things up for them and for the company for weeks – no, months, now – and it has all been intentional. He’s been a jerk and has figuratively speaking put more shit on her than she should ever have to deal with.
Even so, he can argue that she is enabling him. She has done nothing but let him get away with his being a jerk. She has cleaned up after him. She has been there to pick up the pieces. Her smiles have been fewer and he’s almost forgotten how she used to make him feel (so warm and happy and right) with a true smile, but she stays and she keeps doing her job and his. She’s no longer a friend, but the person he relies to be there when she really shouldn’t have to be.
Til now, anyway. She’s leaning towards him, alcohol on her breath and emotions on display like the lights on a tree at Christmas. It pains him to see her like this, so inebriated and without control or her usual grace. It thrills him too that she’s finally letting it all out and giving him a piece of her mind. He always did love her mind, and he loves that finally she is giving him what he deserves: a good telling off.
She is completely and utterly drunk, and he knows (he knows she knows he knows) that it is because of him. That is why it will be a sad day if anything ever does eventuate from the mixed signals and the burning tension that has been between them for years. She deserves so much more than him.
Her accusations (she says them with her body language more than her words, though in this drunken state she is far more talkative than usual) are too soft and gentle and forgiving. They speak volumes to him. He is right. He is a gigantic, sodding loser and he doesn’t deserve her in the slightest, not as a friend, a partner or anything more.
Still, she keeps coming back for more and he’s not going to do anything to actually push her over the edge and make her leave him; to do that would be to sabotage himself further and God knows he’s already done enough of that. All he wanted was to keep her at arm’s length and to protect her from himself. Well, he’s achieved that and more.
With each word and every movement she makes now, he can feel his resolve slipping and his hatred for what he has put her through growing stronger. He’s convinced that one thing is for sure: things have got to change.
Fandom: Lie to Me
Characters: Cal/Gillian
Prompt: One of these days you'll be mine. That will be a sad day.
Word Count: 511
Rating: G
Summary: Lately, things between them have been strained at best.
Notes: Written for
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It’s not something he is proud of, but he has thought for a long while now that one of these days, Gillian will be his. If that is correct, it will be a very sad day for both of them.
Lately, things between them have been strained at best. His fault. He has no illusions about where to place the blame. He’s been pushing her away and messing things up for them and for the company for weeks – no, months, now – and it has all been intentional. He’s been a jerk and has figuratively speaking put more shit on her than she should ever have to deal with.
Even so, he can argue that she is enabling him. She has done nothing but let him get away with his being a jerk. She has cleaned up after him. She has been there to pick up the pieces. Her smiles have been fewer and he’s almost forgotten how she used to make him feel (so warm and happy and right) with a true smile, but she stays and she keeps doing her job and his. She’s no longer a friend, but the person he relies to be there when she really shouldn’t have to be.
Til now, anyway. She’s leaning towards him, alcohol on her breath and emotions on display like the lights on a tree at Christmas. It pains him to see her like this, so inebriated and without control or her usual grace. It thrills him too that she’s finally letting it all out and giving him a piece of her mind. He always did love her mind, and he loves that finally she is giving him what he deserves: a good telling off.
She is completely and utterly drunk, and he knows (he knows she knows he knows) that it is because of him. That is why it will be a sad day if anything ever does eventuate from the mixed signals and the burning tension that has been between them for years. She deserves so much more than him.
Her accusations (she says them with her body language more than her words, though in this drunken state she is far more talkative than usual) are too soft and gentle and forgiving. They speak volumes to him. He is right. He is a gigantic, sodding loser and he doesn’t deserve her in the slightest, not as a friend, a partner or anything more.
Still, she keeps coming back for more and he’s not going to do anything to actually push her over the edge and make her leave him; to do that would be to sabotage himself further and God knows he’s already done enough of that. All he wanted was to keep her at arm’s length and to protect her from himself. Well, he’s achieved that and more.
With each word and every movement she makes now, he can feel his resolve slipping and his hatred for what he has put her through growing stronger. He’s convinced that one thing is for sure: things have got to change.