A new fic I wrote for the Rare Male Slash Exchange!
Ostinato | LOST | Daniel Faraday/Miles Straume
Ostinato: Obstinate, persistent. A persistent musical phrase or rhythm.
Miles is stuck in a time loop.
“Dan?” Miles is there on the dock, reaching for Daniel's bag, his expression surprised. As well it might be, since Daniel hadn’t told him that he was coming back – one of the many things that Daniel had never told him. Miles looks the same as ever, and Daniel’s heart thuds against his ribs. He resists the urge to reach for him, because Dr Chang is right there and the other Ann Arbor scientists are gathered on the dock and he doesn’t know, not really, if Miles would want him to.
Daniel is certain of many things, but never things like this: social graces, unspoken rules. The depths of emotion. He flexes his fingers, shaking out the urge to touch Miles, to feel the reassuring solidity of him.
“Hey Miles,” he says, trying to smile naturally. “Long time no see.”
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Miles: The stars look beautiful tonight
Charlotte: Yeah, but do you know what’s more beautiful?
Both, at the same time: Daniel
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Daniel: I think I have a crush on Charlotte.
Miles: Congratulations, you’re officially the last to know.
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