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simarillion) wrote2009-05-05 01:05 am
simarillion) wrote2009-05-05 01:05 am
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FIC: "Foundations" (0/?)
Title: Foundation
Author:simarillion
Fandom: RPS
Pairing: Shia Labeouf/Robert Downey Jr.
Rating: R (but for now G)
Beta: draft version (unbetaed)
Word Count: 780
Warning: Language, M/M
Summary: Relationships are sometimes hard work.
Disclaimer: Some of the persons mentioned are real, but there’s nothing real about the story. The events and the interactions are wholly invented, and I do not claim to know anything about the real persons, or their private lives.
The title and the lyrics used are not by me, they belong to Kate Nash. No money is made with the writing of this piece of fiction.
Author’s Note: This story is inspired by Kate Nash’s song Foundation.
Prologue||
Prologue
It is surprising how your perception of a person can change over time. Things that you never even noticed before suddenly become overbearing and highly annoying. Quirks which seemed endearing are slowly grinding on your nerves. And then there comes the moment, when it seems like the only things you have to say to each other, are hurtful accusations or verbal stabs in the back. All done to get at least some kind of attention, to be able to talk to each other.
When they got together everyone said that they would never last. They are too different. Shia’s too young. Robert is too old. They have nothing in common.
But they ignored them, and made the bond, that was growing between them, stronger. And their efforts were rewarded bountifully as they found that not only were they able to live together, but each of them was stronger with the other. And when everyone else saw that the two of them wouldn’t split any time soon, the wise comments and advices stopped, and they transformed from the unexplainable couple to an institution in their circle of friends.
Of course when after a long time things started to turn sour, every one was quick to remind them that they had known all along that this was bound to happen. The almost gleeful we-told-you-sos are actually more hurtful than anything they are doing to each other. And for a short time it seems that their friends’ betrayal will keep them together, but in the end they can’t make it work anymore.
Even though they had been struggling for some time, Robert’s move out of their apartment, and his move in with some woman from his office he’s apparently had had an affair with for some time now, shocks even the greatest critics of their relationship.
The first couple of days after he returned home, to find that he was to sole tenant now, Shia continued on with his life like nothing had changed, but then everything caught up with him, and he stays locked up at home for three days straight. It’s his luck that two of those days are a weekend, because his boss is evaluating his employees work at that time, looking for reasons to cut his work force.
In the end it is Shia who returns to work on the following Monday and hands in his letter of resignation. During his self-imposed solitary lock-up, he had contacted his mother in California, and so he leaves New York, and everything that was his life there with Robert, behind and organises storage for his larger belongings. The rest is packed into boxes and bags, and partially shipped to the West Coast, the other part goes with him on the plane to L.A.
Once the plane takes off from J.F.K. airport it feels like part of him remains on the runway below. The pain of the break up and the shock of the way things had played out, have him in a state of emotional numbness, and even on-board service in the form of booze does nothing to help with it.
His arrival at LAX is like stepping out of the twilight zone that his life had become, into a movie. The sun is shining, people are happy all around him, and there’s something definitely Californian about everything. Shia can’t point out what it is exactly that’s so different but it’s highly visible.
His mother looks almost the same he had seen her the last time. They have kept in touch all through his stay on the East Coast, but only in writing and phone calls. With her not having a lot of money, and him saving everything he earns, it had not been possible to hop on a plane and visit.
It is there and then that he realizes that he’s back where he started seven years ago. And the failure of his dreams hits him hard, almost making him stumble. All his high hopes are crashing down at once, all his plans about work, and a relationship, did not work out.
The giant hug his mum envelops him in, is a welcome distraction from the path his thoughts are hurdling down. A deep breath, and the mumbled welcome into his ear, help with shrugging his beginning depression off, and they get his luggage.
During the drive to his mum’s house, they stay quiet, and even after arriving, and carrying everything inside, he just crawls into his old bed, and curls up to fall asleep almost instantly. His last thoughts are about how for the first time in his life he has absolutely no plan whatsoever about what to do now.
Author:
simarillionFandom: RPS
Pairing: Shia Labeouf/Robert Downey Jr.
Rating: R (but for now G)
Beta: draft version (unbetaed)
Word Count: 780
Warning: Language, M/M
Summary: Relationships are sometimes hard work.
Disclaimer: Some of the persons mentioned are real, but there’s nothing real about the story. The events and the interactions are wholly invented, and I do not claim to know anything about the real persons, or their private lives.
The title and the lyrics used are not by me, they belong to Kate Nash. No money is made with the writing of this piece of fiction.
Author’s Note: This story is inspired by Kate Nash’s song Foundation.
My finger tips are holding onto the cracks in our foundation,
And I know that I should let go,
But I can’t.
And every time we fight I know it’s not right,
Every time that you’re upset and I smile.
I know I should forget, but I can’t.
Foundation by Kate Nash
Prologue||
Prologue
It is surprising how your perception of a person can change over time. Things that you never even noticed before suddenly become overbearing and highly annoying. Quirks which seemed endearing are slowly grinding on your nerves. And then there comes the moment, when it seems like the only things you have to say to each other, are hurtful accusations or verbal stabs in the back. All done to get at least some kind of attention, to be able to talk to each other.
When they got together everyone said that they would never last. They are too different. Shia’s too young. Robert is too old. They have nothing in common.
But they ignored them, and made the bond, that was growing between them, stronger. And their efforts were rewarded bountifully as they found that not only were they able to live together, but each of them was stronger with the other. And when everyone else saw that the two of them wouldn’t split any time soon, the wise comments and advices stopped, and they transformed from the unexplainable couple to an institution in their circle of friends.
Of course when after a long time things started to turn sour, every one was quick to remind them that they had known all along that this was bound to happen. The almost gleeful we-told-you-sos are actually more hurtful than anything they are doing to each other. And for a short time it seems that their friends’ betrayal will keep them together, but in the end they can’t make it work anymore.
Even though they had been struggling for some time, Robert’s move out of their apartment, and his move in with some woman from his office he’s apparently had had an affair with for some time now, shocks even the greatest critics of their relationship.
The first couple of days after he returned home, to find that he was to sole tenant now, Shia continued on with his life like nothing had changed, but then everything caught up with him, and he stays locked up at home for three days straight. It’s his luck that two of those days are a weekend, because his boss is evaluating his employees work at that time, looking for reasons to cut his work force.
In the end it is Shia who returns to work on the following Monday and hands in his letter of resignation. During his self-imposed solitary lock-up, he had contacted his mother in California, and so he leaves New York, and everything that was his life there with Robert, behind and organises storage for his larger belongings. The rest is packed into boxes and bags, and partially shipped to the West Coast, the other part goes with him on the plane to L.A.
Once the plane takes off from J.F.K. airport it feels like part of him remains on the runway below. The pain of the break up and the shock of the way things had played out, have him in a state of emotional numbness, and even on-board service in the form of booze does nothing to help with it.
His arrival at LAX is like stepping out of the twilight zone that his life had become, into a movie. The sun is shining, people are happy all around him, and there’s something definitely Californian about everything. Shia can’t point out what it is exactly that’s so different but it’s highly visible.
His mother looks almost the same he had seen her the last time. They have kept in touch all through his stay on the East Coast, but only in writing and phone calls. With her not having a lot of money, and him saving everything he earns, it had not been possible to hop on a plane and visit.
It is there and then that he realizes that he’s back where he started seven years ago. And the failure of his dreams hits him hard, almost making him stumble. All his high hopes are crashing down at once, all his plans about work, and a relationship, did not work out.
The giant hug his mum envelops him in, is a welcome distraction from the path his thoughts are hurdling down. A deep breath, and the mumbled welcome into his ear, help with shrugging his beginning depression off, and they get his luggage.
During the drive to his mum’s house, they stay quiet, and even after arriving, and carrying everything inside, he just crawls into his old bed, and curls up to fall asleep almost instantly. His last thoughts are about how for the first time in his life he has absolutely no plan whatsoever about what to do now.