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Show: SGA
Rec Category: John/Rodney
Characters: John Sheppard, Rodney McKay, bit of Jennifer Keller
Pairings: McShep
Categories: slash, episode tag
Warnings: Aaaaaaangst
Author's Journal:
sherlockian_syn
Author's Website: On AO3
Link: Between the Shadow and the Soul
Why This Must Be Read: The Shrine is held up as one of the most, if not the most McShep of all the episodes even though it’s technically the episode where the McKeller begins, because when Rodney is losing himself, the person he seeks comfort from is John. This story tells it from John’s point of view, shows his despair at the thought of losing Rodney, and finally taking a chance to tell Rodney how he really feels before Rodney is finally lost.
And then Rodney is lost.
Have a box of tissues. Maybe two.
Featuring the poetry of Pablo Neruda.
Also maybe listen to Ryan Star’s Losing Your Memory on loop for extra feels.
“I love you, John.”
John squeezed his eyes shut, trying to blink back more tears. “I know,” he whispered, opening his eyes, “I love you too.”
Rodney smiled, but it faded fast from his face, leaving only a blank and melancholy stare. “I just wanted to say it. Before I forgot.”
They walked back to Rodney’s quarters hand in hand. It was late and no one would see.
John tucked Rodney into his bed. He turned to go, but Rodney caught his arm and stopped him.
“Please don't go.”
John nodded. “Okay. I'll grab some stuff to sleep on the floor -”
“Don't be ridiculous.” Rodney scooted over in his bed and made room for John. John hesitated, but then lay down next to him, and Rodney tugged the covers up over both of them.
They were tangled up in each other, but it didn't feel awkward or strange. It felt right.
Rodney’s eyes closed and he was soon fast asleep.
The weight of all that had happened, that was going to happen, settled on John’s chest. He was so tired, but instead of sleeping, he took the time to memorize the curves of Rodney’s face, how it felt to be lying right next to him.
“Goodbye Rodney.”
Rec Category: John/Rodney
Characters: John Sheppard, Rodney McKay, bit of Jennifer Keller
Pairings: McShep
Categories: slash, episode tag
Warnings: Aaaaaaangst
Author's Journal:
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Author's Website: On AO3
Link: Between the Shadow and the Soul
Why This Must Be Read: The Shrine is held up as one of the most, if not the most McShep of all the episodes even though it’s technically the episode where the McKeller begins, because when Rodney is losing himself, the person he seeks comfort from is John. This story tells it from John’s point of view, shows his despair at the thought of losing Rodney, and finally taking a chance to tell Rodney how he really feels before Rodney is finally lost.
And then Rodney is lost.
Have a box of tissues. Maybe two.
Featuring the poetry of Pablo Neruda.
Also maybe listen to Ryan Star’s Losing Your Memory on loop for extra feels.
“I love you, John.”
John squeezed his eyes shut, trying to blink back more tears. “I know,” he whispered, opening his eyes, “I love you too.”
Rodney smiled, but it faded fast from his face, leaving only a blank and melancholy stare. “I just wanted to say it. Before I forgot.”
They walked back to Rodney’s quarters hand in hand. It was late and no one would see.
John tucked Rodney into his bed. He turned to go, but Rodney caught his arm and stopped him.
“Please don't go.”
John nodded. “Okay. I'll grab some stuff to sleep on the floor -”
“Don't be ridiculous.” Rodney scooted over in his bed and made room for John. John hesitated, but then lay down next to him, and Rodney tugged the covers up over both of them.
They were tangled up in each other, but it didn't feel awkward or strange. It felt right.
Rodney’s eyes closed and he was soon fast asleep.
The weight of all that had happened, that was going to happen, settled on John’s chest. He was so tired, but instead of sleeping, he took the time to memorize the curves of Rodney’s face, how it felt to be lying right next to him.
“Goodbye Rodney.”
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