testdog65 (testdog65) wrote in qaf_challenges, @ 2006-09-01 22:47:00 |
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Original poster: _alicesprings
Title: Resolution
Written By: silent_seas
Timeline: Starts the night before Justin’s departure for NYC and ends about 18 months later.
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: A little angst, but it gets better.
Summary: Justin makes an unusual work of art that changes his relationship with Brian.
Author Notes: My first fic of any kind. I apologize if it sucks.
12:50 pm, November 8, 2005. Pittsburgh airport.
Justin hates the way airplanes smell.
He had hopes when he decided to move to New York, but those ideas feel uncomfortably remote once he finds seat 24B and takes a breath. And fuck no, he does not regret refusing Brian’s offer of a first class ticket. Not even when the edge of the seat starts digging into the backs of his knees after only 15 minutes of waiting for the boarding process to finish.
They shouldn’t really call it a process, though; this is menwomenchildrenluggagepets, one big crush inside a steel tube. Like a goddamn can of Pringles, with the chips set in a row before being sealed inside. With the stale air.
Except that after the plane is empty again, there won’t be people-fragments lying in a little pile in the back row, and the passengers probably won’t get eaten, and he is stopping this train of thought absolutely right now, before the balding businessman in seat 24A can realize he has unwittingly booked a flight next to an artistic twentysomething madman. Or mad twink. Whatever.
Justin needs a drink, but he doesn’t order one. He rubs a (purposely non-teenager-ish) shoe back and forth over the carpet, struggling to make his mind stop spewing run-on nonsense and frustration over things that haven’t happened yet.
He wonders if he’ll be one of the very few people whose life in New York starts off better than anticipated. He isn’t sure if that would make him lucky to avoid the disillusionment, or if it would just prove how damn cynical he can be. Oh well.