Quick summary: You don't really need a lot of background for this fic. It is just a short stream of conciousness thing I wrote based on an RPG I am involved in. In said RPG, Marc Denis of the Columbus Blue Jackets and Brent Johnson of the St. Louis Blues are a couple. This fic is really no more than Marc watching Brent Johnson with his son. That's all you need to know for this, everything else you can pick up from the fic. Hope you enjoy.
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Rating: G
Original Date of Completion: May 2003
Pairing: Marc Denis/Brent Johnson
Disclaimer: I own nothing, and this is all fake. So therefore you can't sue me.
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Some sights are just too beautiful for words. This is one of them. I'm honestly speechless on what to say, how to describe what I'm seeing or what I'm feeling. So I just sit here and stare in silence, thinking to myself how incredible what I'm seeing is. Think how incredible Brent is for it all. And how incredible the whole thing makes me feel, after I had all but accepted months ago that I might never get to see it.
In the past, when I'd mentioned to my boyfriend about meeting my son, it had always turned into some big argument, always ending with him saying it "made things too complicated." But Brent had never been like the rest, and right now he lay on my couch with my son curled up on his chest, both of them out like lights. It's the single most beautiful thing I have ever seen. But I shouldn't really be surprised, after all, they were the two most amazing beings on Earth. Seeing them together is like a dream come true for me. It makes me so warm inside, I'm probably at a serious risk for spontaneously combusting out of happiness. But what a way to go that would be. I can safely say right now that it would be more than worth it; I wouldn't trade the sight before me for all the money in the world.
I remember so clearly the night Brent said he wanted to meet Thomas. He seemed so nervous, biting at his bottom lip and fidgeting in my lap. I didn't think much of that at the time, Brent was always biting his lip and nervous about something, that was part of his charm. That was why it shocked me when he spoke the words. We were just sitting there all curled up on the couch, talking about our plans for the summer. I told him that I wanted things to be exactly like that the entire summer, just us cuddled up, kissing, snuggling, and whatever else that might lead to. But he pointed out that we'd have to go to Columbus at some point. Then he looked up into my eyes, smiled and said "I want to meet your son." In that very moment, my heart started on its way to the melty gooey mess it is now.
No one had ever cared enough about me to want to meet my son, or to even acknowledge the fact that I had a family. But Brent had. He not only cared enough to want to meet my family, but he wanted to be a part of it. I wouldn't find that out for certain until today, as we danced together in the nursery. But I knew that very first day; I could see it so clearly in his eyes. When I started talking about Thomas that day, his eyes got so bright, and his smile....I don't think I'd ever seen it that big. He just seemed so excited about everything, I knew I couldn't wait too long to get him to Colombus and let him meet Thomas. Maybe it was a bit of selfishness on my part. But if I got to see that look on his face when I just talked about Thomas, I couldn't wait to see what he'd look like when he saw him in person.
The look exceeded all expectations. He just looked so....I can't even describe it. Euphoric, maybe? I don't know, but he was so beautiful. Thomas was crying when we first got here, which was funny because I told Brent that he never did. I think though that just hearing that made Brent even more happy. As we went into the nursery to get him, Brent tugged at my sleeve at the door, and stared at me with that nervous lip biting smile. Before I even had to ask him what was up, he asked me if he could be the one to attend to Thomas. My heart fluttered from just that, and the only response I could manage was to smile and nod. I watched with a smile plastered across my face as he picked up Thomas from his crib. I was astounded to see it, but the second he was in Brent's arms, Thomas' tears ceased completely. My heart melted a little bit more at that.
Brent's smile as he held him nearly killed me it was so gorgeous. I had never seen him look so happy. And Thomas...I had never seen him so at ease with a complete stranger. He wasn't a crybaby, but when he did it usually took me or my wife to make it stop. But all Brent had to do was pick him up and he went silent, snuggling against Brent's chest and going back to sleep. It was so incredible to see. It was like...they shared a connection, or an instant bond, something like that. It was just amazing. It made me so insanely happy to see, relaxed me so much, and completely melted what was left of my heart by that point.
I couldn't get Brent too far away from him all day long, which I'll admit made me a little jealous, of both of them. But at the same time, it made me smile like nothing else could. I always used to worry about Thomas, and how he'd react to my life when he was old enough to understand. And when I first got together with Brent, I really worried about how he'd react to me having a son. He was just so surly, and petulant, I didn't think for a second that one look at my son and he'd turn into a big giggly sweetheart. I didn't think really that he'd be any of the things he's turned out to be so far in our relationship, which tells me that thinking as much as I do doesn't really pay off. So I think I'll stop for a while, and just sit back and stare at the beauty before me.
All of my worries are gone now. It might sound crazy when I say they had that instant bond, but there is no other way for me to explain what happened. I go by what I see. And right now, I see my son looking as content as I'd ever seen him, curled up in the arms of a man he's known less than a day. And I see my love, holding the most precious thing in my life so close to his chest, protecting it, cherishing it. He just looks so....complete. I'm not going to worry anymore about them, not when it relates to each other anyway. There's something shared between them, something not even I can touch. I don't know what it is, or even if they realize it's there. The only thing I do know, is like both of them, it's simply incredible.
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