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Kiss

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She can't remember their first kiss. Oh, she knows where and when it happened of course. She remembers lying on the table, feeling the wood under her back, the heat of a candle close--too close--to her head, the smooth cloth of his pants sliding against hers as he climbed up and over her, the fleeting brush of his fingers over hers. But she doesn't remember the feel of his lips pressing hers, or the sounds their mouths made or what he tasted like--though she imagines when she thinks about it--and she does, more than she'd like, more than she should. Memory is a cruel mistress these days, because she remembers this taste of him, that combination of wine and chewing gum haunting her, taunting her when she least expects it. Worse still, leaving her hopeful. She fears the next kiss will never come.

She remembers their last kiss, of course. Though she doesn't know where or when it happened. Time has become... insubstantial. She comes and she goes and each time, he is there, holding her hand, lines and spots dotting fingers that are twined together more tightly than they ever did when the skin was unmarked. Sometimes he drops a kiss against a temple, presses soft lips to the center of her forehead. Sometimes his mouth is warm, his lips part, his tongue twines with hers, hands rising to cup her face as he always liked to do. Memory is a trick of the light these days, but she remembers this, the taste of him, the heady notes of rich wine and the mild tang of chewing gum, though it must be years since he's partaken of either. Better still, she is hopeful. She knows the next kiss is only ever moments away.

Edited Date: 2012-06-20 12:55 pm (UTC)

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Tara, that is just beautiful and so very sad and sweet at the same time. *sniff* Guh.

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Thank you, Heather! This one just snuck up out of nowhere. ;)

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word-vomity.livejournal.com

Honestly my brain is turned fully off right now, but I like this. Yup, that's as cogent as I'm able to explain it. I like this mucho mucho muchness. Pretty. Sad. Nice.

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Thank you! I hear ya. Some days it's all fire bad, tree pretty. :)

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This is just wonderful. I love the play on memory and kisses. <3

Edited Date: 2012-06-20 06:02 pm (UTC)

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Oh thank you! It developed unexpectedly!

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Frak

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Their first frak on NC was a bit of a drunken mess, but so sweet and unexpected (I LOVE YOU, TOO!) GUH GUH GUH. The results (after a second frak that night) weren't great, obviously, but I hold onto those good moments like crazy. Some might call that night their first and last, but I am going to say that they frakked in/before EoJ. I just think it makes sense. The whole "I won't cheat," business is just bullshit and I totally believe they went for it. I don't think Lee was in so much denial that all those hot and steamy kisses weren't already cheating. It sounds like "from this point forward, I won't cheat."

That's my canon, and I'm sticking to it. ;)

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word-vomity.livejournal.com

That's my canon, and I'm sticking to it.

This was my canon as well from the first moment I watched that episode. I never even questioned myself until I joined fandom and others seemed to interpret ambiguity there. I'm like 'LOOK AT THEM! THEY ARE SO FRAKKING!' Ahem. Yeah.

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Handshake

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Coming back alive

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Planning a mission

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Hug

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Kara goes out by herself to watch as the Galactica and Sam fly into the Earth’s sun. She squints into the brightness, like she’s never felt light on her face, until she can blame the tears in her eyes on the overwhelming glare.

She stays until after she the sunsets. After she’s said her silent prayers. Then she goes to find Lee. He’s alone on the edge of the encampment surveying the endless open land, while everyone else sits around the fire sharing stories of the day. His shoulders slump, and it hits her all at once how much she hurts him. The thought twists through her mind and across her face. She needs to fix it.

Silently she walks up and buries her face in the crook of Lee’s neck. He’s stiff. His back stays straight. His hands hover over her back without touching. Kara isn’t surprised, but she doesn’t move. Nothing has gone right in so long, she can’t remember. Even finding this lush green planet seems wrong so Kara closes her eyes, leans her head against Lee’s shoulder and pretends this is a proper hug. She breathes in the new smell of him, fresh and sweaty from work and fresh air.

Lee begins to melt around her, accepting her once more. His arms enclose her against his chest. Lee relaxes pulling Kara along with him, until the connection is real and true. It’s far from the first time they’ve hugged, but it’s the first time here, under these stars.

With a quiet smile Kara finally rolls out of Lee’s embrace and laces her fingers through his. “Walk you home?” she asks.

“Sure,” he nods. “Anytime.”

“Good.”

“Yeah, it is. It is.”

Edited Date: 2012-06-20 08:41 pm (UTC)

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Awwww, Kate. It's so sweet and tender and I love Kara's unexpected resolve to show Lee how she feels and to try to begin again. It's just lovely. *happy sigh*

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Thank you, bb. I really needed some happy today. :)

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bluuefiire.livejournal.com

It’s far from the first time they’ve hugged, but it’s the first time here, under these stars.

sigh...i really loved that line.

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Oh, thank you. I really like that line too. ;)

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Aww, sweet and gentle. <3

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Thank you! Sometimes that's just what you need. :)

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damao2010.livejournal.com

I love that she realizes he is hurt and goes to him. That he tries to resist, but can't really say no to her and they walk home together. So sweet and tender. :)

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Thank you. It might always be easy but they could be happy. :)

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rdave1.livejournal.com

Awwww, beautiful. I love that Kara recognizes she has hurt and does something to fix it. Plus I love that she is going to walk him home.:)

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Thank you. Kara can make it right. She knows. And sometimes all you need is a long, slow walk home. :)

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winegums.livejournal.com

Pilothugs are always special, and I love that you wrote them another one )which they totally should have had, even if she was going to poof - I get why Lee pulled back from touching her, but at the same time I really, REALLY wish they'd hugged) :(

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Thank you.

Pilot hugs are the best, poof or no poof. Although here there's no poofing. ;)

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Punch

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