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Fav Fanfic 1/?: "House Arrest" by ddagent

Phil returned to slicing the chicken, making sure he didn’t cut into either hand. Beside him, Melinda began to wash the salad. As he put the chicken in the pan to cook, he caught a glimpse of what Melinda was doing to the tomatoes. He jumped in, putting his hand atop of hers. “Please stop.”

She stood back, jaw clenched. “You always have a problem with how I chop.”

He gave her a look. “That’s because you chop like an assassin, not a chef.”

Melinda rolled her eyes, offering him the knife. “Fine, you do it.”

“How about I show you what I’m talking about?”

Phil stood behind Melinda, his head nestled against her neck. His hands pressed against hers, fingers sliding against each other. He swallowed as he realised the intimacy of their position, but Melinda didn’t pull away. Together they lifted the knife, Phil’s fingers guiding hers as they made their first cut into the tomato. Melinda cut with precision, not with taste in mind. It didn’t take long for them to cut through the tomatoes, making each wedge with ease. With the tomatoes prepared, they turned to the cucumber. Phil had suffered many watery thin slices during Melinda’s attempts at cookery. But now he guided her, creating a string of well-proportioned (and edible) slices.

“You’re finally getting the hang of this.”

Slice, slice, slice. In front of him, Melinda smirked. “Only took thirty years. It’s just food, Phil. Does it really matter?”

“Yes.” They’d had this argument many, many times before. “Okay, grab the feta. I’ll show you what to do with that too.”

“I think I can cube cheese.”

He smirked, pressing closer against Melinda’s back. “We’ll see. Show me what you got, May.”

Preparing dinner together had been a momentary distraction, but a welcome one. Neither of them pulled away once they were finished. Phil let his hands linger atop of Melinda’s, his head resting beside hers. As he stood, holding Melinda, he felt grateful to Jemma. They had needed each other. At least here, they had each other.


Professor Gold Series by ddagent

Something cool landed on his chest. Looking down, Gold could see it was his bookmark. A photograph he had taken of Belle their last field trip to the museum. He had been taking shots of the exhibits, he hadn’t realised until he had got home with the photographs that Belle took up most of the shot. It was a beautiful picture, one he had…stared at a great deal.

“I don’t know what to say, Belle,” Gold whispered. “Are you mad?”

She shook her head, giggling. “For an entire month I kept a photograph I took of you on that trip as my laptop screensaver. I didn’t think I would ever…”

“I didn’t think I would ever too, love." 


The Pack Series - ddagent

  • Colonel Francis Ives has been a cannibal for centuries, eating the weak and running with the strong. On a routine trip to a LA bus station, he meets Hiero, a psychopath with a sweet tooth. They decide to spend some time together, giving in to their mutual attraction and love of killing. Slowly the two of them begin to fall in love and realise that together they are creating the home they have both been searching for.