A Top Gear Fan Fiction
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Pairing
: JM x RH, JC x FC
Genre : Friendship, Romance, Hurt/Comfort
Quotes : “... I was the one who ruined
my own life.”
Mirrors
Chapter
X – Mirrors
So now I say
goodbye to the old me, it's already gone
And I can't wait wait wait wait wait to get you home
Just to let you know, you are....
Justin Timberlake – Mirrors
And I can't wait wait wait wait wait to get you home
Just to let you know, you are....
Justin Timberlake – Mirrors
Richard
was in front of James’ room shaking violently. His eyes were bloodshot, lips
trembling and can’t help from sobbing all the time. The only one he could did
was just lowering his head and muttering James’ name like a spell from an
ancient magic. Hoping that could made his Captain back to his better condition,
or even better, walked out from that creepy room with his handsome smile so he
could hugged him tightly.
But
there’s nothing happened. He still alone, sitting in the lobby which too hurt
for his ears because of it’s quietness, shivering from despair trying so hard
to not imagine what the hell had happened inside.
It
was a light step, regular but fast. Kind of step which came from a rushing
woman on their heels. Somehow that could attract this hamster to raised his
brown head and figure it out who was that.
It’s
Francie.
With
her blue-night jacket and worried face she ran right to Richard’s place. She
slowed down a bit and hugged her mate immediately when that hamster stood up to
welcomed her.
“Oh
dear Lord, Richard.” She felt Richard’s grip on her jacket became more
tightened in every sob he made. “Hey, it’s okay, it’s okay Rich. James will be
alright.”
The
young man didn’t answered her, actually he couldn’t answered her. Too much
emotion. But his tears and sob were enough for Francie to knew how he felt
right now.
“Richard,
sweetheart, James will be alright, it’s okay,” she said once again.
It
didn’t mean that Francie was not as upset as Richard was. But it’s not felt
right if she just stood at there hugging her colleage who suffering from
sadness and didn’t said anything to relief their feeling. Though she herself
still had a doubt about James’ condition, she kept saying that James will be alright
to Richard with a full hope in every words that it could became reality.
A
moment later, after just sobbing from his tears, Richard saying something that
made this woman heart clenched pitying him. “I don’t want James to die.”
She
hugged him even tight, carresing his back even often while her soft lips
answered, “Me too, Richard.”
**
Right
across the wall, there was chaos. Jeremy and his team doctor were trying so
hard to kept James alive and brough him back to this life.
“I
got no cardiac activity now.”
“One
more, one more shock.”
“It’s
ready to use sir.”
“Everybody
clear?”
“Everybody
clear.”
“Clear.”
“Clear.”
“All
clear, shock?”
“Shocking.”
“One,
two, three shock.” Everyone went silent when Jeremy shocking James’ chest.
“Any
pulse?”
Jeremy
raised his head, watching James’ ECG, “I’m not get anything, it’s PEA(1)
on the monitor.” He groaned, “Give me epinephrine!” While he wait for his drug,
Jeremy pushed his hand on James’ chest to gave him CPR. And that thought
screaming inside his mind, hoping that could reach James wherever he was, ‘Come on mate! Get a grab! Don’t die or you
will miss the answer you’ve been waiting for!’.
**
They
still sitting next to each other, same place, same feeling. After a moment of
crying, now this brown head could controlled his emotion again, but he couldn’t
help from a sob or tears. His face was still miserable.
He
used his palm to wiped away another tears.
“I’m
–,“ he sobbed, “I’m still hearing that Francie.” Another sob, “I’m still
hearing James’ pulse from that, that thing – I’m,” another sob again, “I’m
scared. I hate to hear that noise.”
“Nobody
wants to hear that noise Richard.”
“What
if James has gave up?”
“He
won’t.”
“But,
he was all right this past month, and suddenly –,” his words stopped when he
felt a flood of emotion rushing in his chest, made him hard to breath. He was
about to cry again. “He will die still with assume that I hate him.”
“No
Richard, don’t said that.”
“I
would never had a chance to answer his feeling.”
“Richard.”
“He
will leave me, he will gone forever Francie.”
“Richard,
stop it.”
“James
is gonna die and I’ve hurt him.”
“Enough
Richard, James is okay, he will be alright.”
“No
he’s not!” he hissing, “We don’t know about James’ condition – you, don’t know about his condition! How
can you be so sure that he will be alright!?”
That
made this lady silent in answer. She watched Richard who saw her back with his
red eyes, “You’re right Rich, I know nothing about James condition right now.
But, I’m not stop from praying.”
They
went silent after that. Richard didn’t say anything because he was too busy
wipping his tears which began to fell again or shut his own mouth from sobbing
another cry. And Francie couldn’t do anything except caressing his back like before.
The
atmosphere went heavy as no one said nothing. Both of this human didn’t know
what was happened just right next to them, right beyond that white wall. They
let the emptiness of this lobby to swallowed them into their own mind.
But
that was over when James’ room door opened.
Showing
Jeremy with his uniform soaking in sweat but smiling satisfied. Sadly though,
that victory expression changed into a shock when suddenly Francie stood up
almost covering Richard on her back.
“It’s
alright,” she said, “Lily with Joanna. How’s James?”
“That
was hell, believe me, but he survive. Just like what soldier always do.”
Hearing
that, the iron lady couldn’t hide her happiness as she turn around to saw
Richard. Who simply just sat at there with his round eyes staring in
disbelieve. “Come on Rich,” she grabbed Richard’s hand to help him stood up.
And
Jeremy couldn’t help from smiling pitying him when he saw Richard’s face, “You
looks like a mess.”
“I’m
sorry,” he wipe a tear, “Jeremy, you’re not –“
“I
know when the time to joking around mate,” he smiled, “Please wait a moment,
there’s still stuff to do.”
And
after Jeremy had gone, Francie pulled Richard into a tight-warm embrace. “You
heard that? The old James never give up like always. Thanks God for his stubborness.”
“He
come back.”
“He
never leave.”
“No,”
Richard pushed her a little, making a gap so he could face to face saying this
to Francie. With trembling lips he said, “He actually is come back Francie, to
give me a chance. To prove him how much I need him.”
“Then
what will you do?” she spotted a tears that began to rolling down again.
“Everything.
I’m going to make him be the happiest people on earth. Just like what he did to
me over the years.”
And
what Francie did next was reached out her hands to hold Richard again. But at
this time, he was crying in a bliss.
**
They
waited for another 4-5 minutes before a nurse came out summoned them to came
inside. While Jeremy’s team doctor and the nurses left to gave them some
privacy, the spoken man still stood beside James’ bed waiting for his coleage
and wife. And what Jeremy thought was right. Didn’t even bother about him or
his wife’s presence, the first thing Richard did when he came in was sat beside
James on that little white chair the doctor had pulled out before.
Carefully
not to touched the needle, Richard grabbed James’ palm tightly when he moved
his eyes scanning that soldier’s face. Pale, but at least he was breathing. He
wore that respirator again. With a little relief, the hamster crawled his
finger from James’ palm onto his wrist. And that was there.
There’s
the pulse.
Bumping
slowly beneath Richard’s touch, rushing James’ blood from his vine through his
body. He could felt that in his own mind. How that hot red liquid moving to
supported James’ life.
He
knew he could heard the beeping voice from that ECG, but he refused to believe.
Because, everytime that machine beeped he couldn’t help but remembering that
incident again. He hate it, so he chose to heard it himself by felt James’
pulse. Something simple that could made this hamster’s life brighter.
“Thanks
Lord,” he said as he placed his brown head deep touching James’ mattress.
Wetting it with his happy tears.
Francie
was the one who stood beside Richard, caressing that brown hair as the owner
still refused to moved from his position. “Any news about James?”
“Everything
is going well,” Jeremy raised his hand when Richard raised his head
immediately, “Let me explain. The shocking term James has had before was a sign
that he will wake up in one or two days from now. It happens, sometimes, in
comatose.”
“That’s
a good news then.”
“Is
there anything bad?” Both Jeremy and Francie turned their head at the
still-trembling voice, both raised their eyebrow.
“You
want something to going bad?”
“No!
I mean,” Richard wiped the tears with his free hand, “Last time you told me
about good news, there was anything good at all.”
Jeremy
laughed apologetic at that, “I’m sorry mate, but for this time, that’s my only
news.” He heard Richard sighed in relief, “I’m going to leave then, please
enjoy your time,” he nodding at Richard who thanked him then walked away.
“Thanks
for coming.”
Francie
walked on the other side of James’ bed, place where Jeremy stood before. “No
sweetheart, thanks for called me,” she smiled warmly at Richard.
That
little man replied him a second then placed back his head right beside James’
hip. The way he held tight that soldier’s palm couldn’t escape from Francie’s
blue eyes. Somehow made her smiled amused. He loved this man, she knew it. But
seeing how tight his grip or how pure he lay his eyes or how patient he looked
after James all this time made Francie realize that he was not just loved him,
he lived for him.
“Richard?”
she got a single hum before he raised his head. “Mind you if I buy some drink?”
“Okay.”
“Coffee
or tea?” she asked again as she reached the door.
It
seem that the hamster didn’t heard at the first place. He silent for a moment
then answered her after that lady raised her eyebrow, “Oh sorry, tea please. Thanks
Francie.”
“My
pleasure,” she winked, “Back in minute.”
**
Richard
sat in sofa when Jeremy examine James for the last time. Just to make sure that
James’ condition was perfect for him to left behind. He had a little chat with
Francie, and when the lady told him that Jeremy want her to went home together,
Richard told her that it’s okay for him.
“You
sure?”
“Well
honestly..., somehow it’s not feeling right for me. Well, you know, it’s as if
I called you but then I kicked you out.”
She
laughed softly, “You didn’t kicked me out. Beside, as long as you okay, both of
you all right, is enough for me.”
He
scratched his head, “I’m sorry for shouted you earlier.”
“It’s
fine, I would do that if I’m in your position as well. You’re done sweetheart?”
she asked as Jeremy grabbed his bag and approached them.
“Yeap,
he’s good. So, you going home or....”
“Richard
said he’s fine, right my dear?” she got a nod as an answer. And Francie didn’t
stop from talking when Richard walked them outside, saying something about keeping
James for tomorrow and told him to get a proper rest for this night. Since
James was nothing to worry anymore. “You can call me if something bothering you
again,” she said after gave that little man another warm hug.
“Thanks
Francie, I appreacite that.”
“Anything
for my little brother.”
They
waved goodbye and Richard went back to his place after the Clarksons out of his
sight.
All
part of his body went heavy as he walked back beside James. He need some rest,
he knew that. His energy had been drained out because of his tears and bad
feeling. And that sofa look so nice for him. But he need James, he need to felt
that pulse again.
So
instead of laying warmly in that brown sofa, Richard chose to sat back at there
and placed his head at the same spot again. Right beside James’ hip, grabbing
his palm. Though his muscle and bone screaming from ache and his head had gave
up from headache, his stubborn mind winning the body to kept him half-laying at
there. Guided him slowly into a deep slumber.
# # #
People
said that when you left in coma, you would had a supernatural experience. Such
as meeting everyone who died, being a ghost, or even worse you could travel
through hell. Not paradise. And another people said that when your body was in
coma, your mind just wandering in your head. Floating in one place with nothing
but darkness. But sometimes you could watched what the hell had happened in
your past life just like a crappy old tv drama your grandma would watch.
But
none of the above James felt when he became a comatoes. Or maybe it could said:
he didn’t remember anything when his blue eyes closed for this past month. The
last memories he had, was when he laying hopelesly in the ward still wounded
from his accident. He could remember the mess, the heat, the smell of blood and
death from many injuries souldier at there. And nothing even close to that when
his opened eyes starring at the spotless white celling.
‘Where the hell is it?’ he thought. But
his curious stopped immediatelly when he felt something being touched by his
fingers.
Something
a bit..., fury.
A
head.
And
as he glanced down he spotted a brown head which was too familiar for him to
forget. He moved his fingers once again to felt those silky hair and he smiled.
That was him.
‘So, I’m going home then.’
The
one who sat beside his bed and sleeping unguarded was the one who James love in
his life. The one who he promised to himself to saved him night and day. The
one who had broke his heart but he couldn’t help from still loving him.
His
lips felt so dry when he tried to opened it, so as his throath. Made no voice
came out from the first shout. But he want to called him. He want to felt how
that name being spell under his voice again. But he mentally swore when he
heard a groan from below, followed by a little move as that brown head turned
around facing him.
And
it was too close. Way too close to his fingers made him could feel the hot
breath from his mate. But when he moved his fingers again suddenly that brown
eyes opened, and neither of them moving again. It was until a moment later he
saw as that little man raised his head watching him with his round eyes and
opened mouth. Made the soldier smiled watching his funny expression.
Carefully
James moved his fingers again and he felt that man’s fingers hooked with his.
Grabbed it tight but missing the needle in a perfect way. And since that man
still didn’t say anything, James opened his mouth hoping he could made a noise
this time.
And
what sounded was a simple name both him and that man missed all the time.
“Richard.”
**
Richard
woke up when he felt someone shaking his shoulder. It was a nurse with one of
Jeremy’s friend from his team doctor stood behind her, Dr.David Tennant, said
the badge on his chest. Felt a little ashamed for not hearing them coming,
Richard apologized then stood up moved onto that sofa.
It
was a medical check up, like always. Dr.Tennat said that James’ condition was
still steady and there was nothing to worry about him. But his face changed
when he saw Richard. With a worried expression he told him to get some rest – a
proper rest – and had a breakfast. He had knew Richard from all this time that
hamster took care of the soldier on his comatose. And Richard’s condition right
now remembered him about that little man when the first week James had arrived.
After
making sure Richard that James was really fine he excusse himself to continued
his check up. Left Richard with opportunity chose to use the bathroom and phone
Mark asking about his vine’s condition.
The
day he spent back to normal again. Francie had come to kidnapped him to bought
some lunch, and for this time, he didn’t refuse because Mark was there. Replace
him for a moment to take his position as James’ keeper. They were back some
minutes later with kebab and black tea for his assistant.
Mark
then excusse himself after another minutes of a little chit-chat, followed
later by Francie. She kissed that Hamster’s cheeks after hugged him goodbye
then waved at James. Then, knowing that there was nothing to do anymore,
Richard turned on the telly and sat back beside James. He kept the volume in
low while his eyes starred blankly watching the program. And without he even
know, he had lay his head for another sleep.
A
sting on his neck was something that woke Richard from his nap, consequence
from his wrong position on sleep. But he still too lazy to move onto that sofa.
So with annoyed groan, he decide to just turned his head hoping that could
reduce the pain.
At
first he thought he just imagine it. When he saw James’ fingers moved a little,
he just watched it from his timid eyes. A little blurred and too much for his
brain to thought that was real or not. But when he saw another move, his eyes
opened in aware as he held back his breath.
Frozen.
Richard
slowly raised his head to made sure about it, and what he found next was
something he swore as much was the best thing he ever felt in his life.
James
was wake up. From his so damn long sleep. Who now, though his eyes still a bit
foggy and tired, watched Richard with a smile on his pale lips. And Richard
couldn’t help from trembling. He agaped didn’t know what he must said. His
heart want to called James’ name but he couldn’t do it, a lot of emotion had
filled his throat in a best way. But as he felt James’ fingers moved again, in
instict he grabbed them and held it tight.
Richard
almost cried when he heard James’ hoarse voice calling his name. Something he
want to heard all this time. He chocked on his own tears which began to blurred
his sight as he opened his mouth to answer him.
“Welcome
home James, I miss you.”
**
“So,
you can’t feel your legs.”
“Barely.”
“Barely,
okay sorry.” Jeremy scribing something on his clipboard and stood still at
there waiting for the nurse to removed James’ respirator but left the ECG
behind. Then after just the three of them in that white room, the doctor chose
to sat beside James’ legs as he asked, “You sure you want me to read your
report?”
“Please
do that.”
“Okay,”
he cleared his throath, “As far as I know, you had a lot of injuries including
bone fracture, burn flesh and blunt trauma. Which I’m sure you must know the
effect for your body. But,” he flip one page from that clipboard continued,
“From their last CT scan, there’s nothing wrong with your brain and another
internal organ. Then as we know your burn had recovered and so as every cuts in
your body. So it seems that the only problem is your spine.”
He
stared at Jeremy who raised his head to watched him. “Paralysis, great.”
“It’s
okay James, it’s still me the one who run your theraphy.”
“That’s
what I’m worried about.”
Both
of them laughed then Jeremy stood up ready to left, “It’s nice to have you
back.”
“Thanks
Clarkson.”
“Be
better soon mate.”
“I
will.” As that doctor gone, James closed his eyes took a deep breath. He saw
Richard who still stood beside him with an uneasy face as he reopen those blue
eyes, consider wether to sat or not probably. Their glanced met and James
smiled, “It seems that I made another problem to you.”
“Pardon?”
“You
looks miserable.”
Richard
raised his eyebrow then glanced down, breaking eye contact. Though his
condition was better than some other days before, still, every people who knew
him saying that he was so different from usual: tired, red eyes, dark bags, a
little bit pale. And when he saw from the mirror, he barely knew who was the
one who stared back at him. He tried to answered James but the spoken man had
already told him to sat. So there he was.
“Thanks
for keeping me,” the hamster blushing, “It means everything.”
“No
problem James.”
“How’s
your vine?”
“It’s
erm..., it’s..., well, everything is okay,” he force to made a brieft smile
before tear off their gaze. Honestly, he was not too much know about his vine
for this past month, he gave all of his believe in Mark. Sadly for him, his
poker face couldn’t fool this soldier.
“You
didn’t went home.” No answer, “Hammond. Look at me mate.” Still no answer.
James sighed at that and repeated his setences, “Hammond, raise your head, and
say it in my face that you did went
home.”
“I’m
not,” he raised his head. “But, sometimes I went home to check my vine – or my
house.”
“For
how long?”
“Just,
a couple of hours or something....”
James
sighed again this time, they went silent for a second before he spoke, “When
Jeremy told me that you’re the one who keeping me, I thank you for that,
really. But this was not what I expect. Not before I saw your face.” They
watched at each other, “So it’s true then, I’ve ruined your life.”
“No,
James. It’s my decision.”
“But
you have more important life than me for you to keep.”
Richard
raised his eyebrow as he heard that setences, with gritted his teeth he said,
“You mean you’re not important for me?”
“I’m
less important than your life. You must continuing your daily –“
“I
can’t James!” he hisses, half hurt half angry, “You want me to keep running my
vine, sleep at night covering my eyes and ears like nothing has happen but
knowing you laying in hospital like this?! I’m sorry but can’t! I –,” he wiped
his eyes, “You’re just really important to me, you see!” He said for the final
before busied himself wiping his tears again.
And
what James could do was just watched that little man who still lowering his
head rubbing his eyes sobbing quietly. Somehow feeling guilty he said,
“Hammond, I’m sorry.”
“The
first time Jeremy told me that you had an accident, I was torn. That was the
first time my life became upside down again.” He took a deep breath as he
raised his head, stared at James with his red eyes. “I couldn’t thinking,
honestly, all the time. It was Mark the one who always covering my mess.” He
laughed hopelessly, “In fact, I can’t count how many times I have cried since
that day.” A single tear fell off from his eyes, “You said you have ruined my
life. But the truth is: I was the one
who ruined my own life.”
The
hurt he felt from Richard’s eyes had force James to raised his hand.
Thanksfully Richard notice and grabbed it before the soldier ran out of his
strength. “I don’t want to argue with you,” he said, “I’m sorry mate.”
“It’s
okay.” He rubbed his eyes with free hand then scoffed, “You just waking up from
comatose, and I ruined the moment.”
“It’s
my fault, though. My first day and I used it to interogate you.”
“No,
it’s reasonable. People always did that when they saw my face, my fault for
being so weak,” he sighed, “I’m tired from crying, James. I thought you would
die, left me forever. I don’t know what would I do if you really had died.”
Then
instead of a spoken respon, James released his hand from Richard to raisen it
even higher and reached that young face. The hamster could felt James’ palm
cupped his cheek and moved his tumb to wipe the trace of his tears. “Then don’t
cry Hammond.”
“I
don’t know if I can.”
“Allow
me to help you.”
The
young man blinked once. But then his surprised face turned into a warm smile
and he couldn’t help from letting another tears to fell down. A happy ones. He
grabbed that warm hand and turned his head slightly to kissed James’ palm, “You
get my permission.”
“Come
here,” he said, and within a second the little man’s half body had already on
top of him. Burried his face on that soldier’s chest as his small fingers
grabbed that hospital-cloth tightly, didn’t even bother to held his tears wich
began to streaming rapidly from his eyes weeting him. James then raised both of
his arms, one lay on that hamster’s back when the other one caressing that
brown hair. He closed his eyes took a deep breath and listening to that soft
sob, somehow feeling guilty after what he had did to him. As he stop his
caress, his mouth moving slightly when a soft whisper escaped from there
saying, “I’m sorry.”
There
were a seconds pauses before Richard raised his head facing James with frown.
“For what?”
“Hurt
you.” But before he got another denial from him, James had moved his hand
guiding that little man’s face closer, stepped into a higher ladder of their
complicated relationship as their lips met into a deep, gentle, long-lasting
kiss.
# # #
Days
passed in the hospital and James’ progress on his health was great. And since
James kept asking Jeremy to let him went home, though he still need a wheel
chair to moved around, the doctor had grated that wish. But of course with two
conditions. First, there must be someone who accompany him 24/7 and second he
must took a trip to the hospital at least four times a week for his therapy.
Thanksfully
though, Richard insisted to being accepted as his keeper again.
So
there they were. While Richard still preparing James’ guest room for the owner
– ‘cause of course it’s impossible for James to use his own bedroom in 2F – the
soldier chose to wait in the backyard. Place where he spent most of his time
wasting around when he tried to avoid the crowd.
Some
minutes later the hamster came back asking him, “Your room is ready. Wanna go
there now?”
“Wha
– ? Oh, thanks Rich, but I feel I’m going to spent some times here.”
“As
you wish then.”
“Are
you free right now?”
“Well
actually there’s one or two things from my house I need to bring up here. But I
can do it tomorrow though. Something bothering you?”
“No,
just wonder if you willing to accompany me for a while or not,” he smiled and
Richard just starred blankly at him.
But
before the soldier had to change his mind, this little man mirrored his smiled
with more warm feeling in it as he said, “My pleasure.” So after pulling a
nearby chair just next to James, he sat at there and began to made a little
chat with his mate.
Talking
about some random things such as James accident and what happend next after
that. And when the older asked about what happen in the hospital during his
coma, Richard didn’t forget to mentioned Ben in his story.
“Really?
I didn’t expect that he would come. Was he alone?”
“Just
him.” A paused, “And he told me that you ever told him about me.”
“He
did? What does he said then?”
Richard
raised his eyebrow when James asking that, followed later with blush as he
turned around refuse to watched James’ face, “I’m forget.”
“No
you don’t. Come on Rich, I know when you lie to me.”
“Well,
um,” he cleared his throath, “ He said something like ‘the one that James fall
in love with must be the luckiest person on earth’ and many more,” he said
still avoiding to saw James.
“Oh,
he overacted it.”
“But
for me he’s right,” and before James could give him a respons, Richard tried to
being brave with raising his head facing him and saying, “You should tell him
that you has waking up. He looked so worried when he saw you that time.”
He
knew. Of course James knew that setences just an excuse from Richard so the
soldier wouldn’t bring up the topic about what Ben had say to Richard again.
And James didn’t insisted that. ‘Cause what Richard said before he said that
excuse was enough for him. “You have a point there. Maybe after this I will ask
him for some visit.”
“Ask
him to coming here?” a nod, “Oh, right, okay. That would be great.”
“What’s
the matter?”
“Huh?
Uh, no, nothing.”
“You
don’t want him to come around?”
“What?
Of course I don’t mind about that.”
A
paused, “Say it Richard, is there something bothering you? About him?”
“Nothing,
it’s okay.”
“Come
on mate, tell me what happend. He did something to you?”
“Of,
of course not! He’s a good man.”
“Then
tell me, I know you hiding something about him from me.”
“Well
actually, it’s something about his behavior to you,” he paused to wait James’
answer but the soldier just staring back at him. “You know, the way he saw you
or how much he know about you..., somehow it bothering me.”
“So,
you mean you jealous with him?”
There’s
no answer from Richard. He tried to not saying anything to hide his
embarrassment but it seems that his blushing face had betrayed him when he found
James’ smirk.
But
then James reach out his hand to grabbed Richard’s hand then took a deep
breath, “I’m just going to send him an e-mail then. Thanks him and tell him
about my condition.” His eyes lowered as he staring their hands. Went silent in
a deep thought before suddenly saying, “Will you living together with me?”
It
took a couple of minutes before Richard respon him with squeaking then blushing
violently. “But we, we already did, right?”
“You
know what I mean.”
“But
James, isn’t that too suddently?”
“I
didn’t say that we must do it now, I will wait until you ready.”
“Then,
then let’s wait until you recovered, shall we? So you can help me moving my
stuff here.”
“That
sound like motivation for me.” Then there was a pause before Richard calling
his name, which being replied by a single hum from him.
“Can
you not using that ‘will you bla bla bla me’ line?”
“Why?”
“’Cause
the way you said it, sound like you proposed a marriage to me, you see,” he
said with another blushing face.
Which
of course made James couldn’t help but laughing. Then after saying sorry he
rose his hand to carresing Richard’s cheek while saying, “Don’t worry, I will
do that in a romantic condition than this.”
They
watched at each other and Richard’s blush went straight even redder as he
lowered his head murmuring, “Shut it James.” Made the soldier releasing another
laughed while guided him to placed his brown head laying on that strong
shoulder.
# # #
It
took almost half a year for James to being able to walk again, all thanks to
the therapist from Jeremy’s team who had responsibility for his recovery. And
of course more importantly, Richard who always stood on his side, patiently
took care of him and motivating him to not given up.
So,
just like what they had promise before, now James was stood in front of
Richard’s desk in his bedroom to help the hamster grabbing his stuff and moving
out to his house as they now start to live together. But since the little man
still out of his sight and he know nothing about Richard’s important stuff, the
soldier chose to sat down and wait him while he rest his already tired legs.
Accidentally
laying his eyes on something that poking out of Richard Vine’s journal.
Something that looks like a letter, with his name written on it.
**
“James,
don’t you see my key? The one with Texas flag on it. I swear I put it beside my
telly but it’s gone now..., what are you doing?” he stopped in the door.
“Just
found some-interest-thing on here.”
“Found
what?” and when he stepped inside, suddenly a bell ringing in his mind told him
about that ‘some-interest-thing’ James had found. Which then raising his panic
level into beyond as his face burning into ashame and force his legs to half
running onto the taller man. “James you swine! Give it back to me!”
“Whoa
chill out mate, what happen?”
“Give
it back to me!” he reach out his arms trying to caught the letters that James
had keep away from him, “You have no right to read it, you imbecile!”
He
laughed at how red Richard’s face right now, “Why? You gonna send it to me
after all.”
“No
I’m not!” he groaned, “Come on James, give it back to me!”
Then
after another minutes of wrestling with Richard, finally the soldier gave up
and let the little man to have them back again. But instead of letting them go,
as the hamster grabbed those letters James caught his waist to pulled him sat
on his lap.
Which
for his surprise making Richard squeaking and yelling, “James, your legs!”
“It’s
fine, I’m alright.” And after making sure that he was completely fine, he began
to asked, “Tell me Richard, why you keeping them from me?”
“No
reason,” he said pouted and glancing around at anything but James.
“Come
on Rich, are you mad at me?”
“Nope.”
“You
look cute when you angry, you know.”
“Me
what!?” and with that finally his eyes laid back to James.
“Got
you. Hey listen, I have no idea that you missed me that much, I’m sorry for
causing you such trouble.”
“No,
it’s me making my own trouble,” he hushing James when he tried to complain,
“You’ve read it, right? I’m sure all of this will never happen if I have
realise my own feeling to you that time.”
“But
it’s worth it.”
“But
it’s too painful for me.”
“Still,
it’s good for both of us.” He cupped Richard’s cheek to pulled him downward and
gave him a quick kiss, “I’m not sure we can be this close if you accept me that
day.”
“Just,
let’s forget it, shall we?”
“And
start packing again?”
He
paused for a moment, “Actually, I have a better idea than that,” he said with
smirk and continued on kissing James again.
A/N:
It’s end! I can’t believe I finish it *happytears* It’s all thanks to you
everyone! For always being patient waiting and reading this story. I love you
so much! *kissingnoise* Really, I’m still cannot believing that I actually had
finish this. ‘Cause, well, honestly, I almost abandoned this story after being
stuck and have no power to move in next chapter *bowingforapologise* But then I
remember all of you and believe me, I know the feeling as a reader when the
author chose to make their stories hiatus. Yeah, right, I hate it too. That’s
why I tried so hard to kept this story showing up again and again though
there’s a lot of delays from me. Once again, I thanks all of you for reading
and/or luved this story. I hope we could met again someday in another story.
Bye all. Oh, and you think this is the real ending? Please klik next chapter
button to read the real one. And feel free to read the sequel of this if you haven’t
read ones. It’s called ‘Daylight’ and ‘If Tomorrow Never Comes’. Finally, bye
everyone, love you all *wink
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Legends:
1. PEA = Pulseless Electric Activity.
Refers to cardiac arrest situation in which a heart rythm is observed on the
electrocardiogram that should be producing a pulse, but is not. (wikipedia)
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