azure_rosa (azure_rosa) wrote in lupin_snape, @ 2011-01-22 20:57:00 |
|
|||
Current mood: | aggravated |
Entry tags: | fic: g, project: a decade of ssrl |
By the Time I Get to Ten
Title: By the Time I Get to Ten
Author: azure_rosa
Pairings: Snape/Lupin
Rating: G
Summary: How the boys manage to not walk out on the one they love
AN: Special thanks to dungeon_master and countesszero who gave this a quick once over. Any remaining errors are of course mine as I am compelled to tweak things after they’ve been betaed. Thanks to lore and snapealina for listening to me angst about this fic without out making fun, all of you are totally awesome! :D
Warnings/kinks: established relationship, Quasi-song fic? I know and I’m sorry but the muse was demanding it and I finally gave in to shut it up.
Disclaimer: If you think any of these characters are mine please tell me what world you live in so I can move there posthaste! “Ten” by Jewel is not mine but I wish it was! It is at the end on countesszero and lore’s advice.
If love was supposed to be easy then they were doing something wrong. Severus was quite possibly the most difficult man to love on the face of the planet. They argued about the most inconsequential things and half the time Remus wasn’t even sure what started the fight. One wrong word or look was sufficient to set either of them off with little to no warning.
Sometimes the arguments would get nasty and they both said things they didn’t really mean. They both knew that, but it was so hard to remember when they were caught up in anger which clouded both their eyes and memories. Remus’ method of counting to ten before he did something rash and unfixable like leaving their little cottage was likely the only reason they were still together over a decade after they first fell for each other.
At one, Severus seemed cruel. At two, leaving seemed like a deceptively good idea. Three brought plans of packing up his things so he didn’t have to deal with this anymore. Four had him looking at the door and freedom with longing. But five had Remus breathing again before looking at his lover of a decade.
The brief flash of fear and anticipated loss in Severus’ eyes made him take a deep breath at six which calmed him further still. Seven had him taking that first step towards his love. Eight and nine held broken voiced apologies and by the time ten rolled around they were clinging to each other as if they feared their love would disappear if they let go.