ext_18623 ([identity profile] bakarti.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] sga_flashfic 2006-05-24 09:19 pm (UTC)

My heart just ached for John in this. The thought of him so desperate for touch and yet fearing it at the same time kills me. That moment when Rodney figured it out and just hugged him brought tears to my eyes. And then he offered to go with John to see Heightmeyer! That moment made me love Rodney even more than I already did.

Some of the sections that are burned into my soul:

“I’m already lucky,” Rodney whispers. “I’ve been lucky since the day you sat in that chair in Antarctica, and the day you didn’t blow up in a hive ship, and I consider myself lucky every damn time you come back from a stupid suicide run or sit down across from me at dinner or try to teach me how to fly your precious puddlejumper even though I know it drives you crazy.”

by crush I mean love

Rodney’s been beaming “I’m right here” in neon lights almost since the day they met.


Wonderful, amazing story.

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