Title: Foundation
Author: simarillion
Fandom: RPS
Pairing: Shia Labeouf/Robert Downey Jr.
Rating: R (but for now G)
Beta: draft version (unbetaed)
Word Count: 2,100 (2,880 total)
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 is not mine, it was taken from a song by 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.



( It happens on the fifth day of his return to L.A. Shia is busy trying to keep from thinking about his current situation. He’s cleaning all around his mum’s apartment, he tries to cook – without much success, and he starts to look for a job. )

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.

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||

( 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. )