Fic: Breathe Love (Epilogue)
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aeroport_artTitle: Breathe Love (Epilogue)
Pairing: Michael/Lincoln
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
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Rating: NC-17 overall
Spoilers: Up to 2.03 but mild AU throughout
Word Count: 406
Disclaimer: Prison Break is not mine, obviously. And I am not making any money from this, obviously.
Notes: Here it is, the ending to Breathe Love. This was my first complete piece of writing I have ever done and it was so, so much fun to write that it only took me about four months to cough up this novel. I really need to thank those of you that followed this, chapter by chapter, because without you I wouldn't have felt the same motivation and excitement. Still, I am an adamant believer in concrit so for those of you that've stuck with me until now, I would be so so grateful if you'd do the fic meme, which is posted here. Think of it as reliving your favorite BL moments, ha. Anyway, that's it! *kisses*
Summary: Michael has always wanted his brother, and Lincoln has to wrestle with the responsibility of a reciprocated love that can never be... or can it? Spanning two decades, this story attempts to explain Michael/Lincoln within the confines of canon.
For previous chapters, ( Click here )
Epilogue
If Michael had to look back on it, look back on everything, there were a few things he would have done differently.
He jogs to catch up to Lincoln and fits his hand into the snug cradle of his older brother’s palm. Flutters a kiss against the side of his sun-warmed neck.
There are definitely things he would’ve done differently. But Lincoln is ducking down to lightly butt Michael’s temple, whispers something grizzled and sexy into Michael’s flushed ear and Michael thinks that for all the blood and gore, the months of choked, white-knuckled fear and gut-churning guilt— Lincoln brushes a kiss at the corner of his lips— he would do it all over again.
“I can’t believe you talked me into this,” Lincoln chuckles, eyeing the beachfront shack in the distance through his dark-tinted sunglasses.
“What, the scuba diving? Or going commando?” Beams a snarky grin at his older brother. Lincoln mock growls and slips a crooked finger into the elastic of Michael’s boxers, pulling taut and then letting go with a snap.
“You’re supposed to go nude under the suit,” Lincoln impersonates Michael, high-pitched and falsetto.
“Hey, you weren’t complaining earlier,” Michael replies, fondly recalling how he had jerked his brother off in car, hot and easy, parked at the back of the lot. “Easy access, I won’t be able to keep my hands off you anymore.”
“As if you ever could,” Lincoln drawls, voice deep and honeyed. He snakes a hand towards Michael’s ass, clad in loud Hawaiian board shorts.
Michael cackles and swats the hand away. “At least I’m not the one who likes to snuggle in bed!” He immediately takes off in a sprint, Lincoln’s spread palm just barely missing the flesh of Michael’s backside. The younger man turns back around a good ten or twenty yards later, walking backwards, and he shades his palm over his eyes to squint at his older brother. Lincoln is leisurely strolling and laughing, the loud bursts of clear noise echoing over the roaring push-pull of the ocean waves. He snorts as Lincoln makes obscene gesticulations with his arms.
Yes, Michael would do it all over again if it meant nothing but this, and he stops in his tracks. Waits for Lincoln to catch up to him, wrap an arm around his waist, drop a smile that warms Michael deeper than even the beach-hot sun does.
Would do it all over again, and more.
Fin.
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Pairing: Michael/Lincoln
Author:
aeroport_artRating: NC-17 overall
Spoilers: Up to 2.03 but mild AU throughout
Word Count: 406
Disclaimer: Prison Break is not mine, obviously. And I am not making any money from this, obviously.
Notes: Here it is, the ending to Breathe Love. This was my first complete piece of writing I have ever done and it was so, so much fun to write that it only took me about four months to cough up this novel. I really need to thank those of you that followed this, chapter by chapter, because without you I wouldn't have felt the same motivation and excitement. Still, I am an adamant believer in concrit so for those of you that've stuck with me until now, I would be so so grateful if you'd do the fic meme, which is posted here. Think of it as reliving your favorite BL moments, ha. Anyway, that's it! *kisses*
Summary: Michael has always wanted his brother, and Lincoln has to wrestle with the responsibility of a reciprocated love that can never be... or can it? Spanning two decades, this story attempts to explain Michael/Lincoln within the confines of canon.
For previous chapters, ( Click here )
Epilogue
If Michael had to look back on it, look back on everything, there were a few things he would have done differently.
He jogs to catch up to Lincoln and fits his hand into the snug cradle of his older brother’s palm. Flutters a kiss against the side of his sun-warmed neck.
There are definitely things he would’ve done differently. But Lincoln is ducking down to lightly butt Michael’s temple, whispers something grizzled and sexy into Michael’s flushed ear and Michael thinks that for all the blood and gore, the months of choked, white-knuckled fear and gut-churning guilt— Lincoln brushes a kiss at the corner of his lips— he would do it all over again.
“I can’t believe you talked me into this,” Lincoln chuckles, eyeing the beachfront shack in the distance through his dark-tinted sunglasses.
“What, the scuba diving? Or going commando?” Beams a snarky grin at his older brother. Lincoln mock growls and slips a crooked finger into the elastic of Michael’s boxers, pulling taut and then letting go with a snap.
“You’re supposed to go nude under the suit,” Lincoln impersonates Michael, high-pitched and falsetto.
“Hey, you weren’t complaining earlier,” Michael replies, fondly recalling how he had jerked his brother off in car, hot and easy, parked at the back of the lot. “Easy access, I won’t be able to keep my hands off you anymore.”
“As if you ever could,” Lincoln drawls, voice deep and honeyed. He snakes a hand towards Michael’s ass, clad in loud Hawaiian board shorts.
Michael cackles and swats the hand away. “At least I’m not the one who likes to snuggle in bed!” He immediately takes off in a sprint, Lincoln’s spread palm just barely missing the flesh of Michael’s backside. The younger man turns back around a good ten or twenty yards later, walking backwards, and he shades his palm over his eyes to squint at his older brother. Lincoln is leisurely strolling and laughing, the loud bursts of clear noise echoing over the roaring push-pull of the ocean waves. He snorts as Lincoln makes obscene gesticulations with his arms.
Yes, Michael would do it all over again if it meant nothing but this, and he stops in his tracks. Waits for Lincoln to catch up to him, wrap an arm around his waist, drop a smile that warms Michael deeper than even the beach-hot sun does.
Would do it all over again, and more.
Fin.
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Date: 2006-11-29 06:06 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-11-29 07:06 am (UTC)Very sweet epilogue! It warmed my heart ♥
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Date: 2006-11-29 11:24 am (UTC)So have you thought much about your next fic yet? *grin*
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Date: 2006-11-30 06:34 am (UTC)I'm so glad you're checking out PB XD It's a fantastic series!
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Date: 2006-12-04 07:50 pm (UTC)Thanks so much for writing this all^^ And I'm sorry my comments are so late, I don't know how I missed these...
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Date: 2006-12-05 04:21 pm (UTC)Gosh, and that icon of yours still makes me smile like an idiot x)
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Date: 2006-12-22 06:58 pm (UTC)It's been a bumpy kind of ride but absolutely awesome and what a gorgeous ending!
All I have left to say is thank you!
*hugs*
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Date: 2011-03-13 11:48 am (UTC)I'm way late but I just recently started watching PB and love the show. Got hooked on Michael/Lincoln from the start. I just finished season 2. I would then run off and read PB fics and boy am I glad I found yours. Sooooo mind blowingly fantastic, thanks for writing!