Fic: Isn't It Romantic?
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disturbinglynicTitle: Isn't It Romantic?
Fandom: Star Trek TNG
Pairing: Wesley/Riker
Rating: G
Word Count: 559
Warnings: schmoop
Summary: Will makes Wesley breakfast in bed.
Disclaimer: If I owned them then I wouldn't have to play with them in stories.
A/N: Twenty-ninth in the forbidden love series
Written for the breakfast in bed prompt on my bingo card for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
love_bingo
The sun was streaming through the windows, and he was still smiling. He reached out a hand, but the bed was cold and empty. He sat up, ready to get out of bed to see what was wrong, because he knew neither one of them planned on leaving the bed today, when Will walked in, a tray in his hands.
“What is this?”
“Breakfast in bed.”
Wesley raised an eyebrow. “Quite the romantic.”
“Don’t tell anyone.” Will set the tray down over Wesley and sat down next to him. “I figured that since we got off to such a rocky start yesterday, we could start today off a lot better.”
“I know I said this last night, but I’m going to say it again. You are such a girl.”
Will smiled at him and gave him a kiss. “Come on. Don’t let the food get cold.”
Wesley watched Will out of the corner of his eye as he ate. He wanted to ask Will if he had ever been this romantic or sappy in any of his other relationships, but he already knew the answer to that, and it was no. He knew exactly how Will would have been. He would have been smooth. He would have been a charmer. He had never been like that with Wesley. In fact, he was sure he was the only person who ever got to see the real Will Riker.
And right now, Will Riker was positively glowing. Wesley knew that that was just for him too, that Will had never been this incredibly happy. It was contagious. He leaned over and gave Will a big sloppy kiss, right above his beard. Will laughed and wiped the slobber away. “And what did I do to deserve that?”
“Your happiness is contagious.”
Will smiled at him, though Wesley wasn’t sure he had stopped, and pulled him in for a kiss. Will was the first to break the kiss, settling against Wesley, his head on Wesley’s chest, and Wesley’s arm around him. It was usually Wesley in Will’s arms, and while he loved that, there was something really nice about this.
Wesley finished eating, stroking a hand along Will’s arm, trying to not get any crumbs on him. When he was done he moved the tray to the side. He tilted Will’s head up and kissed him. Wesley cupped Will’s cheek as Will leaned up into the kiss, one of his hands wrapping around the back of Wesley’s neck.
They lost themselves in that kiss, and when they had finished, Will rested his head back on Wesley’s chest, and Wesley wrapped his arms around Will and held him tight. He never wanted to let him go.
“Thanks for bringing me breakfast in bed,” he murmured into the top of Will’s head, the hair tickling his nose.
Will tugged Wesley down the bed so they were lying face to face. Will was still smiling. “I missed you so much, Wes.”
“I know. I missed you too.”
Will didn’t say anything else. He just kept smiling and looking at Wesley like he couldn’t believe Wesley was real.
Wesley leaned forward and lightly pressed his lips to Will’s “I love you, Will,” he whispered against them. “I love you too,” Will whispered back.
They lay there, lips barely touching, just looking into each other’s eyes, and smiling.
Reunion / The Other Man
Fandom: Star Trek TNG
Pairing: Wesley/Riker
Rating: G
Word Count: 559
Warnings: schmoop
Summary: Will makes Wesley breakfast in bed.
Disclaimer: If I owned them then I wouldn't have to play with them in stories.
A/N: Twenty-ninth in the forbidden love series
Written for the breakfast in bed prompt on my bingo card for
love_bingoThe sun was streaming through the windows, and he was still smiling. He reached out a hand, but the bed was cold and empty. He sat up, ready to get out of bed to see what was wrong, because he knew neither one of them planned on leaving the bed today, when Will walked in, a tray in his hands.
“What is this?”
“Breakfast in bed.”
Wesley raised an eyebrow. “Quite the romantic.”
“Don’t tell anyone.” Will set the tray down over Wesley and sat down next to him. “I figured that since we got off to such a rocky start yesterday, we could start today off a lot better.”
“I know I said this last night, but I’m going to say it again. You are such a girl.”
Will smiled at him and gave him a kiss. “Come on. Don’t let the food get cold.”
Wesley watched Will out of the corner of his eye as he ate. He wanted to ask Will if he had ever been this romantic or sappy in any of his other relationships, but he already knew the answer to that, and it was no. He knew exactly how Will would have been. He would have been smooth. He would have been a charmer. He had never been like that with Wesley. In fact, he was sure he was the only person who ever got to see the real Will Riker.
And right now, Will Riker was positively glowing. Wesley knew that that was just for him too, that Will had never been this incredibly happy. It was contagious. He leaned over and gave Will a big sloppy kiss, right above his beard. Will laughed and wiped the slobber away. “And what did I do to deserve that?”
“Your happiness is contagious.”
Will smiled at him, though Wesley wasn’t sure he had stopped, and pulled him in for a kiss. Will was the first to break the kiss, settling against Wesley, his head on Wesley’s chest, and Wesley’s arm around him. It was usually Wesley in Will’s arms, and while he loved that, there was something really nice about this.
Wesley finished eating, stroking a hand along Will’s arm, trying to not get any crumbs on him. When he was done he moved the tray to the side. He tilted Will’s head up and kissed him. Wesley cupped Will’s cheek as Will leaned up into the kiss, one of his hands wrapping around the back of Wesley’s neck.
They lost themselves in that kiss, and when they had finished, Will rested his head back on Wesley’s chest, and Wesley wrapped his arms around Will and held him tight. He never wanted to let him go.
“Thanks for bringing me breakfast in bed,” he murmured into the top of Will’s head, the hair tickling his nose.
Will tugged Wesley down the bed so they were lying face to face. Will was still smiling. “I missed you so much, Wes.”
“I know. I missed you too.”
Will didn’t say anything else. He just kept smiling and looking at Wesley like he couldn’t believe Wesley was real.
Wesley leaned forward and lightly pressed his lips to Will’s “I love you, Will,” he whispered against them. “I love you too,” Will whispered back.
They lay there, lips barely touching, just looking into each other’s eyes, and smiling.
Reunion / The Other Man
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