|"To Union" - Rekindling series, 1.12 (HSFTTT)
||[Jul. 19th, 2008|01:28 am]
The Real Thing
TITLE: To Union|
RATING: Sam/Josh, Teenish
SUMMARY: “I'm so proud of him I could kiss him.”
DISCLAIMERS: I don't own them. Please don't sue.
I'm so proud of him I could kiss him.
Probably best that I refrain. Of course, Mallory already did, so if I kissed him it might even things out.
It shouldn't bother me this much to see someone else kiss him. I make out with women, he dealt with me dating Mandy on the campaign trail – including a couple nights he and I were supposed to be sharing a room and I convinced him to bunk with Toby instead.
But lately it's like everywhere I turn, his sex life's getting shoved in my face.
Laurie over Christmas, fighting with him about Lisa, the argument over hate crimes laws and all the boys he's loved before...now Mallory just grabbing him and kiss him?
Oh, trust me – I get why she did it. He was defending Leo, and a combination of poetry and power is an aphrodisiac. If I could get away with kissing him right now, I absolutely would.
But I can't.
This is the kind of thing that doesn't normally bother me nearly as much as it bothers him. It drives him crazy that his relationship with me would be treated differently than his relationship with a woman because he views them as being the same thing. To me, Sam's different in every other way, so why shouldn't our relationship's rules be different?
If we had one. Which we don't. Because of issues like this.
And normally I'm okay with that. Normally I realize that ultimately my relationships don't last very long and when they end, the person I was dating is still hanging around my office and it gets...y'know. Awkward.
But on a night like tonight...when adrenaline is running high from the speech and the language, when it's a classic Victory Moment, when I hear the President speak Sam's words up at that podium and watch Sam light up when the line he spent hours perfecting gets a standing ovation from the entire room...
On a night like tonight I would love nothing more than to take the bull by the horns and kiss him senseless.
I settle for what I can get. An encouraging clap on the shoulder, the proudest grin I can possibly give. Whatever I can do to make sure he knows.