Primeval fic: Penultimate Moment
Title: Penultimate Moment
Word count: 100
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Becker/Connor
Written for P100 challenge 344: Advent
AN: AU Becker/Connor Regency romance of many clichés, bad history and assorted unlikely shenanigans. Becker and Connor have agreed to spend some time apart. Continues from here.
High sugar content.
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They were in Connor’s room. A fire had been lit and a large porcelain bath filled with hot water.
“Are you angry that I came early?” asked Becker.
Connor paused in the act of unfastening his shirt. “No, I was counting the days. I imagined how it would be - how you’d look and what you’d say. But I’m all….”
“You look fine to me,” said Becker.
Connor finished his task and stopped, clearly uncertain. There were dark smudges on the white linen.
Becker spoke gently. “Do you want me to leave?”
“No. Not again.”
The shirt fell to the floor.
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