Author: Moochy1
Pairing: Paul/Ian
Rating: Adult
Disclaimer: No this never happened, I don't own anything etc.
Comments: Just an idea I had while watching the pouring rain through the window.
Stormy WeatherThe end of another series. Series 23 had been an eventful series. It was a stormy June evening but inside the bar, the end of series party was well under way.
Everyone was mingling. All the usual crew were there, the guests and a few extras and the drink flowed.
Later in the evening, when quite a lot of drink had been consumed, Ian was leaning on the bar watching the rest of the party and wondering what had happened to Paul. Where was he now? He hadn’t been able to talk to him all night. Every time Ian went to find him, he’d be talking to some other girl. Especially with one new member of the editing team named Kate.
He saw Paul now, across the other side of the bar, leaning on a table and laughing with her. He was surely flirting with her. He looked like he was enjoying the experience too much.
Ian was confused. What did Paul want? Had he been leaving him on and using him until he found something better? Is that really what Paul was doing to him? He couldn’t bear it.
He downed the rest of his drink and walked straight to the door and outside. He had to be someone else. Not here, not watching while that happened.
Paul saw Ian standing by the bar. He longed to go and talk to him. He laughed at something Kate said but was trying to make an excuse to end the conversation but as Paul looked up, Ian was walking towards the door. Where was he off to?
“I’ll be back in a minute ok?” He said to Kate. Paul made sure everyone else at the party was not looking and left the bar and looked around outside the door.
It was not yet dark outside but there were low clouds stormy skies and the rain fell heavily, immediately soaking Paul as he came out of the doorway.
He spotted Ian just along the road looking around for taxis and trying to shelter under his jacket. He walked towards Ian but Ian noticed him and turned away looking up the road.
“Hey, where are you going”
Ian turned round and glared at him, the thundery weather echoed in his face.
“Where do you think I’m going? You seem pretty happy with Kate there so it’s clear what you want.”
He tried to turn to walk down the road but Paul put his hand on the smaller man’s shoulder and pulled him back round.
“Wait, what do you mean, it’s clear what I want?” snapped Paul “I have no interest in her, you’ve got the wrong end of the stick there Ian
“I’ve got the wrong end of the stick? You’re sending me mixed messages Paul. You seem all keen one minute but as soon as there is someone whose pants you can get into, it’s like I never existed. If you don’t want this, just tell me.”
“Look Ian, it’s not like that at all. I feel I get mixed messages from you. I’m there one minute but as soon as I’m talking to someone else that is completely meaningless, you get all....
“..all what” questioned Ian defensively.
“...all... well.. jealous. I promise you, I don’t feel anything for Kate and I’m pretty sure she swings the other way anyway. I was just talking to her because she doesn’t know many people here, honestly”
Ian looked at Paul, taken aback at his honesty. He wanted to believe Paul but he didn’t know why.
“Come on Ian, I really want to keep what we have. I tell you, I’m not after anyone else.”
His voice cracked. “I want you but do you really want me? I’m worried that you don’t know what you want”
The rain was running down Paul’s hair and off onto his face and the tears that were starting to come from his eyes mixed with the raindrops and ran down his cheeks.
Ian was soaked through as well and didn’t even try and shelter from the rain now.
“Paul, I do want you. It’s been hard with everything going on in the last series, the pressure the program has been under. I don’t know what to do. I just...
“..just what?” Paul said, voice shaking as he was starting to shiver despite the June night.
“I just... I love you Paul. I want you, that’s all I want.”
There was a pause as the two men stared at each other through the pouring rain.
It was Paul who made a step towards Ian and they sank into a passionate kiss. Both men had a sense of urgency and lust as Paul pushed his tongue into Ian’s mouth, grasping his hands around the back of his neck, and then up to the sides of his face.
Ian’s hands went inside Paul’s jacket and around his middle and pulled Paul against him. Paul broke off but kept his face very close to Ian.
“Come on.. let’s go somewhere more private before we freeze to death”
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