oh. ohohohohohohohhhhhhhhh. you, and this, and nick and aj. and. kissing in the kitchenette, and. um. *FLAILS* you nailed it and i think you yanked my heart out while you were at it.
holy cow. just, i can't even begin to tell you how much i love/adore/want to have babies with this story. or why it's good--although everything you write pretty much IS! obviously, the first thing is the length. it's LONGish! *loves!*
the whole 'aj-sneaking-around' deal punched me in the gut. it was a perfect set-up for the whole impromptu heart to heart and dammit, nick thinking aj wanted food. my stomach was starting to knot and i was getting all nervous already!
Nick knew why, of course. He wasn't the go-to guy. He got uncomfortable when people told him about their problems. / Well, I've pretty much done what you do my entire life, so ... it made sense."
And this? This must be THE most perfect characterization i have read in the backstreet fandom. Because, yes. I love it when people realize the Boys aren't perfect--not only in extreme ways like being addicted to alcohol--and show it in their writing. and the hero!worship! it's done so beautifully. mmmmm.
"I just ... I don't think I can do it," AJ said, and the smile he offered was the most tragic thing Nick had ever seen. "I don't, and I feel like a shit for saying it, but I want that fucking drink so much. Just one. That's what keeps running through my head. 'Just one, and you wouldn't touch it again.' But it's bullshit. No one's that strong."
KIJUHYTF(&^*(P)_@(#*U&YT%^R#TY@FVGHJKRFA:DLJK:AF!!!!!!!!!!!! uh. the way he said it, everything he actually said, the subtext nickyouneedtomakethisokay! this was it for me. this was what made me CERTAIN that this ficlet is my favourite-thing-ever! and that you are possibly the best writer still writing in this fandom. *bows down in worship*
"I'm sorry I didn't come visit you," Nick whispered brokenly, holding both AJ's shoulders tight in his hands.
ow, nick. OW. this line left me in tears. the way you slid all that stuff in about what nick said/did to aj before he went into rehab in the dialogue, i absolutely adored. dammit, these boys are so broken. but then they end up kissing! and optimistically happy!
perfect way to end off the perfect story. i'm going to squee in my journal now, because yes. thank you again, so much. this doesn't even BEGIN to cover how much i think this fic should be treated like my only worldly possession. *nod*
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holy cow. just, i can't even begin to tell you how much i love/adore/want to have babies with this story. or why it's good--although everything you write pretty much IS! obviously, the first thing is the length. it's LONGish! *loves!*
the whole 'aj-sneaking-around' deal punched me in the gut. it was a perfect set-up for the whole impromptu heart to heart and dammit, nick thinking aj wanted food. my stomach was starting to knot and i was getting all nervous already!
Nick knew why, of course. He wasn't the go-to guy. He got uncomfortable when people told him about their problems. / Well, I've pretty much done what you do my entire life, so ... it made sense."
And this? This must be THE most perfect characterization i have read in the backstreet fandom. Because, yes. I love it when people realize the Boys aren't perfect--not only in extreme ways like being addicted to alcohol--and show it in their writing. and the hero!worship! it's done so beautifully. mmmmm.
"I just ... I don't think I can do it," AJ said, and the smile he offered was the most tragic thing Nick had ever seen. "I don't, and I feel like a shit for saying it, but I want that fucking drink so much. Just one. That's what keeps running through my head. 'Just one, and you wouldn't touch it again.' But it's bullshit. No one's that strong."
KIJUHYTF(&^*(P)_@(#*U&YT%^R#TY@FVGHJKRFA:DLJK:AF!!!!!!!!!!!! uh. the way he said it, everything he actually said, the subtext nickyouneedtomakethisokay! this was it for me. this was what made me CERTAIN that this ficlet is my favourite-thing-ever! and that you are possibly the best writer still writing in this fandom. *bows down in worship*
"I'm sorry I didn't come visit you," Nick whispered brokenly, holding both AJ's shoulders tight in his hands.
ow, nick. OW. this line left me in tears. the way you slid all that stuff in about what nick said/did to aj before he went into rehab in the dialogue, i absolutely adored. dammit, these boys are so broken. but then they end up kissing! and optimistically happy!
perfect way to end off the perfect story. i'm going to squee in my journal now, because yes. thank you again, so much. this doesn't even BEGIN to cover how much i think this fic should be treated like my only worldly possession. *nod*