Due South Christmas Story: All the Rage
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ds_noticeboardTitle: All the Rage
Author: Grey/Grey853
Fandom: Due South
Rating: Mature
Pairing: Benton Fraser/Ray Kowalski
Tags: male slash, explicit language, Christmas, Episode tag for "Good for the Soul", Hurt/Comfort
Summary:
It's Christmas and Ray has to deal with his feelings about Fraser's beating. It's not all about the rage against Warfield, but also about his other feelings, the ones he's trying not to think about.
Word Count: 5,216
Link:
https://archiveofourown.org/works/61277404
Snippet:
Ray took a deep breath and closed his eyes while he balled his fists. If he could get Warfield in a room somewhere, he could just see himself punching that asshole’s lights out. Hell, left to his own devices, Ray might do a whole lot worse than beat that bastard. A hand lightly touched his shoulder and Ray opened his eyes. ″What?″
″It’s all right, Ray. I’m all right. You don’t have to be so angry.″
″But I am angry, Fraser. I’m seriously pissed off.″ Ray leaned in a little closer and only spoke loud enough to be heard over the dance music and the party chatter. ″You could’ve been killed going out on your own and that’s not buddies.″
Author: Grey/Grey853
Fandom: Due South
Rating: Mature
Pairing: Benton Fraser/Ray Kowalski
Tags: male slash, explicit language, Christmas, Episode tag for "Good for the Soul", Hurt/Comfort
Summary:
It's Christmas and Ray has to deal with his feelings about Fraser's beating. It's not all about the rage against Warfield, but also about his other feelings, the ones he's trying not to think about.
Word Count: 5,216
Link:
https://archiveofourown.org/works/61277404
Snippet:
Ray took a deep breath and closed his eyes while he balled his fists. If he could get Warfield in a room somewhere, he could just see himself punching that asshole’s lights out. Hell, left to his own devices, Ray might do a whole lot worse than beat that bastard. A hand lightly touched his shoulder and Ray opened his eyes. ″What?″
″It’s all right, Ray. I’m all right. You don’t have to be so angry.″
″But I am angry, Fraser. I’m seriously pissed off.″ Ray leaned in a little closer and only spoke loud enough to be heard over the dance music and the party chatter. ″You could’ve been killed going out on your own and that’s not buddies.″
