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[sophiaofwolven.livejournal.com]

This will properly be my only attempt at RD fiction... I don't think I could write it as well as other fictions. But, I guess it's worth a try before I decide.

Title: Thoughts
Raiting: PG
Summary: Lister thinks over what happened in the air ducts and over that dream.
Pairing: Implied Lister/Rimmer
AN: As I said, properly never attempt RD fiction again... just hope you can enjoy it. Oh, if I broke rule five on the profile page... sorry. I used wiki for help with the spelling. And I'm a aweful speller by nature. First time Red Dwarf fanfiction writer also.

 

Lister sat with his back against the poster filled wall, arms folded across his chest and dreads over his shoulder. He found the position, considering the height of the bunk, uncomfortable. Usually, slouching on his bunk wasn’t something that bothered him.  But perhaps that was because he normally would have something else to distract him - that isn’t part of him.

 

Sitting, legs crossed, he sighed and closed his eyes, leaning his head against the wall. He was too deep in his thoughts to care about the numb feeling in the base of his spine. It had being two days since his sudden feelings with Rimmer leaving. And for a total of those two days, he’d spent only half of one feeling fine.

 

He pretended to be fine over everything, acting normal and himself, but inside his mind he couldn’t help but feel... he couldn’t even name how he felt. “Smeg...,” he spoke in whisper.

 

The talk with Kochanski when they were in the air ducts had left him shaken - about the talk on him being gay in her world. The whole idea had caused the dream where he’d kissed Rimmer. It was her fault he had gotten so...

 

 So...annoyed over him leaving. “Why is he making me feel like this when he isn’t here?”

 

Lister moved from the wall, and moved to lie on his bed properly.  Have I always felt this way towards him. The reason why I always annoyed him?  “Hang on, this is Rimmer we’re thinking about.”

 

But then that dream returned. The short kiss. A kiss, which despite the shock, ha d being nice. Even maybe classed as enjoyable. Perhaps I had being around him for too long?

 

Lister smiled faintly at the thought, wondering if it was just lack of sleep or it was the feelings. But either way, the next time he saw his Rimmer, or another Rimmer, things would be interesting. Closing his eyes, Lister grinned at his thoughts.  “Stupid smeghead.”

Comments

[dauphkantus.livejournal.com]

Spelling's ok, and I'm sure no one really is going to complain about you breaking a rule we barely remember is there (at least, I don't remember them), but now we should work on grammar hmm? I fumbled a little over more than a few sentences- mostly, "had being" is not right, "had been". and the first italic sentence there should probably be a question.

Yeah, those three were the ones that made me have to pause, but I like the story. Hope to see you around somewhere?