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Title: Fall apart at the seams
Pairing: Haddock/Tintin
Rating: PG-15 (the sex is implied, not detailed, so squint!)
Warning: It's hard to determine Tintin's exact age, so if you (in your mind) see him as an underaged kid, you might wanna skip this? According to Herge, and the laws of the time, Tintin is 17 and by law, he is a minor to be indulging in same-sex relations. JSYK.
Summary: Love for Tintin was something in the background, the hum of life; unimportant. So he shouldn't be affected when he meets a certain Captain, right?


There was time, some time ago, maybe long ago when he did not know what love was. Oh yes, he knew what love was; the love for Milou, the love of adventure and excitement, the love of the pursuit of a juicy mystery, the love of the sun on his skin, the taste of coco on a cold spring day.

He loved the taste of fresh bread, the steaming pumpkin soup from the cafes by the river. He loved the words that flew from his fingertips when he wrote.

But Tintin never knew love until it hit him like he was running into a brick wall.

It wasn’t as if he never loved. He was sure he’d loved his mother and father; although perhaps those memories were a little faint and hazy. The love of another human being was something he knew. He had his work, his dog and he was content.

Then along came Captain Archibald Haddock.

The first time he felt it, it was merely the stirrings of something; the quiet flutters of a butterfly’s wings that he pushed aside in the curiosity and intrigues of their initial meeting. Tintin couldn’t push aside however, the tingle and burn where the Captain touched his skin.

And then, when they’d been stuck in a crate for the better part of three hours whilst in pursuit of a criminal, in close quarters, the sheer knowledge that the man, his friend was so near, pressed close against the length of his body ignited a flame in his soul he never knew he missed.

It, the flame, flared into a fire, roaring constantly under his skin. Everything centred on the Captain. The colours of the outside world dulled, muted as if someone had casted a veil over everything, no longer vibrant unless the man was there, close at hand. Food no longer tasted divine as they once had until the food had been shared or at least, partaken in his midst. Nothing else besides the man held any allure.

The apex came in the silence of a stormy autumn night. Milou was curled up by the fire while they both sat in Haddock’s grand room. It was a hand on stubble cheek, heat seeping through touch alone, the gentle tilt of head, a kiss placed on the inside of a wrist. A shiver and a gasp.

They came together inelegantly; one trying for gentle, the other for everything else, both equally stubborn. It was more teeth, nails and bruises, than it were caresses. More of the races to cross the finish than it were of a joint symphony, but it was perfect. Utter perfection.

Daylight found them a tangle of bodies and sheets. Roughened fingertips ghost his skin, bringing him back from the cradles of sleep. The fire had dulled to a merry glow; still burning hot, but no longer unbearably all-consuming. A smile, a kiss on his shoulder with the hint of tongue tracing the faint freckle constellation draws him closer to the larger man. His smell should not, but it does, smell like home, like belonging. Like the remnants of smoke, sunshine and the taste of sharp ozone. Like the anticipation of an oncoming tide.

Love, Tintin will later decide, is like closing your eyes to the most beautiful, exquisite dream and at the same time opening yourself wide to the brilliance of a million different suns and feeling the avalanche of emotions that take your breath away. Love, he will decide, is a wonderful and frightening thing. The absolute adventure and the ultimate respite.

But that will be a thought for later.

.end.

A/N: Not the finest thing I ever wrote, certainly not by far my favourite. But I like it. What can you do? /le shrug

Date: 2011-12-27 08:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] xel1980.livejournal.com
I loved it! So sweet and still passionate! <3
Please, write more! :)

Date: 2011-12-28 02:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] j_gabrielle.livejournal.com
Thank you~ :) I'm still paddling through the shallow ends of the fandom. I wrote a fill for the Tintin kink meme on dreamwidth

It's here if you're interested. http://tintin-kinkmeme.dreamwidth.org/1701.html?thread=18853#cmt18853

Date: 2011-12-28 11:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] xel1980.livejournal.com
Oh, I read it and loved it as well! <333
Thank you so much for writing them! :D

Date: 2011-12-28 02:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] j_gabrielle.livejournal.com
You're welcome hun :) I've been filling out some prompts on the kink meme. I'll probably link them back here...

Date: 2011-12-28 05:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] xel1980.livejournal.com
And I will read all of them! <3

Date: 2011-12-27 10:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] selkie.livejournal.com
Oh, I think this is just lovely! I like that they were both too desperate to truly be together the night before, and that they now feel that they have time.

Date: 2011-12-28 02:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] j_gabrielle.livejournal.com
I think I definitely like your take on that :D Thanks for commenting hun~ ♥

Date: 2011-12-28 12:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pink-bambi13.livejournal.com
I love it! The only thing I don't like is that it isn't longer!! There is so much in this fic you could expand on and I would just love for you to write more, whether it is in this fic or just in general! Like how Tintin fell in love, hiding it, after they both knew etc.

Love it!

Date: 2011-12-28 02:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] j_gabrielle.livejournal.com
Oh, you are too kind with your words! *blush* I don't have any plans on continuing this right now, but you might never know... My muses are fickle creatures. I've written some other fills over at the Tintin kink meme, if you're interested?

Thanks for taking the time to comment :) /le hugs

Date: 2012-01-03 10:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] poziomeczka.livejournal.com
it's an honour for this wee fandom to have a writer like you!

Date: 2012-01-04 02:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] j_gabrielle.livejournal.com
Oh hello there! Again :D

Hahaha... thank you :) And it's an honour for me to know someone like you with such a zeal for Jamie and his works ♥

Date: 2012-01-04 03:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] poziomeczka.livejournal.com
zeal would be a hard and stalwart duty if not for those lovely ppl, such as yourself, that add fuel to the fire ;)

Date: 2012-01-04 03:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] j_gabrielle.livejournal.com
*bows* Then it is my honour to be the propellant to this ever magnificent flame. -inserts closet pyromaniac-

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