How had he come to be guarding his partner? Doyle's ID confiscated, security going through his flat, Cowley beyond fury.
"Fucking security risk to end all risks, you... "
"Say it, Bodie! I can hear it whether you say it or not!"
"Doesn't need saying then, does it? My partner, caught trousers down - literally, Doyle, literally - mid-case, and not even with the bloody bird."
Silence, a silence to end trust, hope and partnership.
"Bodie. Which one you jealous of?"
"What?"
"Which one? This matters, Bodie. Of him? Or me?"
Silence. A silence to begin trust. Hope. And partnership.
"Fucking security risk to end all risks, you... "
"Say it, Bodie! I can hear it whether you say it or not!"
"Doesn't need saying then, does it? My partner, caught trousers down - literally, Doyle, literally - mid-case, and not even with the bloody bird."
Silence, a silence to end trust, hope and partnership.
"Bodie. Which one you jealous of?"
"What?"
"Which one? This matters, Bodie. Of him? Or me?"
Silence. A silence to begin trust. Hope. And partnership.
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Date: 2012-03-11 01:20 pm (UTC)That's well done. I can imagine Bodie's anger.
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Date: 2012-03-11 03:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-03-11 04:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-03-11 11:53 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-03-12 09:39 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-03-26 07:30 pm (UTC)Yes, I had in mind a Bodie both baffled and furious.
(Sorry for the delay in replying - I fell off the net halfway through the drabble challenge and have just struggled back.)
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Date: 2012-03-26 07:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-03-26 07:35 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-03-26 07:38 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-03-26 07:40 pm (UTC)(And, as I said in the first reply - sorry for the delay - my internet ran away, but I have stapled it down now.)