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Title: Thunderstorm
Author: Eruberueth Sadril
Pairing: Chris Pine/Zachary Quinto
Rating: G
Length: 461 words
Beta: [ profile] jenlynn820
Disclaimer: I do not know Mr. Pine or Mr. Quinto and make no claims of knowing either man’s sexual proclivities.
Author’s Note: Written for the [ profile] pinto_fic (94) Days of Summer challenge.

Everyone else in the house was asleep. Harold was curled up in a tight ball on the pillow behind Chris’ head. Noah was stretched out at their feet. Chris could hear the soft snuffle of Zach’s breath; feel the gentle rise and fall of Zach’s back pressed against his chest as they lay spooned together in the dark. Chris couldn’t sleep. It’s not that he didn’t want to…his body was exhausted but his mind simply refused to shut down. There was a constant cascade of thoughts…meetings, auditions, errands. The harder he struggled to will himself to sleep the more awake he felt.

He let out a heavy sigh and tightened his arms around Zach, sought comfort in the familiar warmth and weight of Zach’s body. He caught movement on the edge of his peripheral vision and turned his head slightly to see the curtains as they billowed away from the open window and into the room. They fluttered and snapped in the sudden strong wind. He could smell rain on the air. It was about to storm.

The room lit up when the lightning flashed and Chris counted off the Mississippies until the inevitable clap of thunder. He gasped, startled, when Zach jumped in his arms.

“What was that?” Zach asked. His voice was thick and groggy but the panic in his tone was clear.

“Just thunder…” Chris whispered. He made small circles with his fingertips over Zach’s stomach in an attempt to soothe him but Zach’s body remained rigid.

“Oh…” Zach lay perfectly, eerily still as the rain started. It splattered over the roof and filled the room with the noise. Another crash and Zach’s every muscle tensed then released. “I…it sounded like…I dunno I guess I thought someone was breaking in or something was wrong with one of the animals…” Zach’s words came out in a nervous rush.

“No, no one is breaking in. Harold and Noah are sleeping. Everyone’s safe. You’re safe.”


Zach fell silent again but Chris knew that he hadn’t slipped back into sleep. “Were you afraid of thunderstorms when you were a kid?”

Zach waited a few beats before he answered. Chris knew he was considering if he should lie or not. “Yeah, I guess I was…a little.”

Chris smiled into Zach’s hair, kissed the crown of Zach’s head. “I’m glad you eventually got over that,” he teased softly.

“Fuck you.”

Chris chuckled and gathered Zach a little closer. “Go back to sleep. I have you…”

This time Zach’s body did relax and he pressed back a little into Chris’ embrace. “Don’t tell anyone,” he mumbled through a yawn.

“I wouldn’t dream of it,” Chris promised. Zach’s breathing slowed and he began to snore...which was another secret Chris would take to his grave.

Date: 2010-11-27 10:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Hi, I remember reading Blessed Be when it was nominated, I believe for a Vintage award, and I just noticed that it was listed on the LOTR fic find site. I was reminded of how much I enjoyed it and would like to read it again, as well as your other stories, if you don't mind. Thank you for your consideration.

Date: 2010-11-28 12:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
My LOTR fanfiction is no longer available.


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