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vocab_drabblesTitle: Balm to the Soul
Fandom: Miami Vice (tv)
Author: Cat Moon
Rating: G
Words: 128
Characters/Pairing: Sonny, Sonny/Rico
Prompt: Miami Vice, Rico/Sonny, Describe the most boring job you've ever suffered through.
Words: 128
Summary: Long stakeouts aren't boring if you have the right company.
Notes: Also written for the prompt, Miami Vice, Rico/Sonny, Describe the most boring job you've ever suffered through, atthreesentenceficathon
Stakeouts were the most boring parts of police work, ask any cop, and they’d tell you that the endless hours of mind-numbing nothingness while waiting for something, anything to happen, were agonizingly tedious.
Sonny would disagree; he treasured the quiet nights shared with his partner, trading jokes that were only funny to the two of them, telling secrets that no one else would ever hear; it was an intimacy he craved with the man who was closer to him than anyone ever had been.
These moments of peace were a balm to his soul, a panacea that kept the inner demons he fought at bay, as needed as breathing, as he needed this man at his side, and he prayed he’d never have to suffer the emptiness alone.
Fandom: Miami Vice (tv)
Author: Cat Moon
Rating: G
Words: 128
Characters/Pairing: Sonny, Sonny/Rico
Prompt: Miami Vice, Rico/Sonny, Describe the most boring job you've ever suffered through.
Words: 128
Summary: Long stakeouts aren't boring if you have the right company.
Notes: Also written for the prompt, Miami Vice, Rico/Sonny, Describe the most boring job you've ever suffered through, at
threesentenceficathon Stakeouts were the most boring parts of police work, ask any cop, and they’d tell you that the endless hours of mind-numbing nothingness while waiting for something, anything to happen, were agonizingly tedious.
Sonny would disagree; he treasured the quiet nights shared with his partner, trading jokes that were only funny to the two of them, telling secrets that no one else would ever hear; it was an intimacy he craved with the man who was closer to him than anyone ever had been.
These moments of peace were a balm to his soul, a panacea that kept the inner demons he fought at bay, as needed as breathing, as he needed this man at his side, and he prayed he’d never have to suffer the emptiness alone.
