|dusty (dustandroses) wrote in dustyrydersrecs,|
@ 2005-10-22 13:36:00
|Current mood:||I got the blues...in the night|
|Current music:||Blues in the Night - Johnny Mercer (My momma done told me)|
Midnight In The Garden of Good and Evil
Fandom: Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil
Title: Midnight Cowboys
Author: Velvet Glove (velvetglove)
Genre: Slash, Angst, Film
Spoilers: Through the end of both the book and the movie.
Notes: The story behind the friendship between Billy and his best friend George. Very melancholy, but nice and hot, because you know if it's a story of Billy's, it's got to be hot, doesn't it?
A flat-black Camaro pinstriped in red roars up to the curb in front of George, and from inside the car he hears. "Hey, you! George! You want a ride?"
George bends and peers in the window. It's Billy the pot dealer. "Sure," George says, opening the door. The car is immaculate inside, all the chrome shiny, everything clean.
"Where you going?" Billy asks. George gives him Momma's address. "I'm Billy, remember?"
"Yeah, I remember. You sold me dope. Besides, Denise introduced us." He taps a fresh pack of cigarettes on his knee.
"Denise," Billy says, shaking his head. "That girl."
George snickers. "Yeah, Denise. Want one?" he asks, holding out the cigarettes.
Billy pushes the lighter knob into the dashboard. "Sure." Cigarette lit, Billy turns to George and says, "You in a hurry? You want to get a beer?"
"Sure," George says, pleased. Someone like Billy, handsome and wild and unpredictable, is the sort of friend he's always wanted to have. "Why not?" He settles back in the seat and smiles to himself. Billy is smiling, too.
It starts here for them, easy and natural. Neither boy is a deep thinker. They're just comfortable together, and that's enough.
I rate this fic: I Like This One