Vignette: Frustration - R/L - PG

[kahvi.livejournal.com]

Title: Frustration
Rating: PG
Pairing: Rimmer/Lister
Disclaimer: I do not now, nor have I ever, owned Red Dwarf. Nor do I make any money from this fannish venture.
Spoilers: Legion.
Notes: Quickfic playing with an idea I got while writing a little something for smaych with roadstergal.



It starts out funny.

I tell you I've hidden your diary inside my locker, and I know you'll never guess the combination, because it's written on the wall inside. I gleefully anticipate seeing you so frustrated, because that's what we live for, isn't it? Egging the other person on until he's ready to burst, and then doing it all over again when he does. It backfires, though. You glare at me, and there's a sort of pop, and when I blink, your uniform turns from blue to red. With an audible sigh, you stick your head inside, like it was nothing. I stare at your cut-off neck, hearing your muffled voice read the numbers off. That uniform jacket is shorter than the other one, and I don't know why I'm noticing that now. Then you're out again, and there's another pop and you open the lock, irritatedly.

You're standing there, talking, but I can't hear a word you're saying, because it just hit me. The way you flicker in and out of hard and soft light like that, so casually. I didn't even know you could do it. It makes me think about your body, and the fact that I can touch it now, if I just reach out with my fingers, so I do.

You halt, abruptly, looking down like I'm pointing a gun at you, or maybe an aubergine, 'cause there's more confusion and annoyance in your face than fear, and I realize that I am wrong.

Now that I can touch you, I can't.

Comments

[debris_k.livejournal.com]

...I'll be off to bed now, musing about possible happy outcomes for the scenario where Rimmer looks at Lister like he's holding a gun to his head, or an aubergine (genius, that, BTW, bloody genius!) - because this was so well put together I really have no other. None whatsoever. Er. I'll be off now.

[kahvi.livejournal.com]

Thank you very much - I'm glad you enjoyed it! :D

[kahvi.livejournal.com]

Thanks! :D

[hazeltea.livejournal.com]

Ouch. That invisible wall non-touching people have is really hard to scale, I know from experience. I really feel for your Lister's troubled hurt in this. Great job <3

[kahvi.livejournal.com]

Well, yes, and Rimmer has all other sorts of walls besides. Lister's a good mountaineer, though! Thanks for feeding back; I'm glad you enjoyed it!

[queen-fiend.livejournal.com]

Oh, that was so good. I had to giggle at the image of Rimmer without a head! And the last line...heartbreaking.

[kahvi.livejournal.com]

Thank you very much! It's odd, isn't it, and I thought it would hit Lister as such at one point. I'm glad you enjoyed it. :)

[tits-teapot.livejournal.com]

That last line was so touching!
I really like it<3.

[kahvi.livejournal.com]

Thank you very much - I'm glad you enjoyed it!

[dimestore-hippy.livejournal.com]

Oh I quite like that. And that last line...*hugs Lister* It's okay, he'll come around.

[kahvi.livejournal.com]

Well, he will and he won't. But it'll work out. Lister knows that. :)
Thanks for feeding back - I'm glad you enjoyed it!

[roadstergal.livejournal.com]

"Is that an aubergine, or are you happy..." Never mind. :D

You did a lovely job of capturing the oddity of the moment, and then turning it to something bigger, and more melancholy...

[kahvi.livejournal.com]

Made me think of those eggplant pics I sent you!

Thank ye very much, m'dear. Somewhat tangentially, I'm watching an episode of Mythbusters with exploding pants right now.