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Teddy’s breaths were unsteady and somewhat labored. When his eyes opened, the details of the nightmare already began to fade from his mind, leaving only the panicked fear it had induced. The bullet scars on his chest and outer thigh ached, subtle yet distinct, though he didn’t know why. All he could pin down was blazing fire and some sort of odd, unpleasant pulling sensation, something to do with hands. Hiding his face in the crook of Sam’s neck, he clung close to the other and felt a vague sense of relief that he was whole. Or, that Sam was? He couldn’t be sure.
Either way, it crested his swell of mixed emotions and caused a quivering sensation to build from Teddy’s stomach up into his chest. He bit down hard on his lower lip to contain a couple sobs, and realized his throat felt a little raw and his cheeks were already wet. Damn. He’d probably made noise, enough to wake Sam up. “…Sorry,” Teddy managed, his voice quiet and tight. He didn’t lift his head from the other man’s neck or loosen his grasp, not yet. “Didn’t mean to wake you.”
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The room is dark, confirming it is still the dead of night, though white light can be seen casting strips of illumination through some faint cracks in the curtains, allowing the moon to shine some light upon them, enough for Sam to see the expression of panic on Teddy’s face.
Immediately pulling Teddy to him, Samuel holds him tightly, one hand pressing firmly on his back, the other now softly combing though his hair. Pressing his forehead gently against Teddy’s own, Sam presses a chaste kiss against the tip of his nose as he rocks him slightly.
“Shhh...it’s okay, I don’t mind none. You were kickin’ like a mule, knew somethin’ had to be on your mind.”
What that ‘something’ is, Samuel isn’t rightly sure, but he won’t pressure Teddy to talk about it, could be what happened at Rose Creek, could be something else, could be a bad crop of beans for all Sam knows. What does matter, however, is that Teddy feels soothed by his presence, rather than embarrassed in any way.
“You’re okay, I got you...I swear Teddy, if Satan himself came piling through that door, I’d take him down, ain’t nothin’ gonna harm you ever again, I promise.”
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Chapters: 10/13 Fandom: The Magnificent Seven (2016) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Red Harvest/Teddy Q, Goodnight Robicheaux/Billy Rocks, Joshua Faraday/Vasquez, Emma Cullen/Matthew Cullen Characters: Red Harvest, Teddy Q, Emma Cullen, Goodnight Robicheaux, Vasquez (Magnificent Seven (2016)), Billy Rocks, Jack Horne, Sam Chisolm, Joshua Faraday, Matthew Cullen Additional Tags: Modern AU, PTSD Series: Part 2 of What If I’m Far From Home? Summary:
Red doesn’t usually say much.
With friends like Vasquez and Faraday, that doesn’t matter. They talk enough for themselves and him. Talk enough for Billy, too, when it comes down to it.
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It isn’t often Samuel finds himself sneaking around a farmer’s residence, licking his lips like a wily old fox, but, having eaten nothing but dry cured beef for the past few days – the chicken coop and the thought of the eggs that reside inside it, are admittedly a little too tempting to ignore.
Approaching, he glances back at Diego and while the horse’s expression does not change, Samuel shrugs his shoulders anyway; a silent indication that he knows the act he’s about to perform isn’t exactly right. Still, surely it’s not stealing if he leaves some money behind, right?
Just as he reaches the coop, he immediately stills, his eyes settling on the rear end of the farmer who is busy tending to the chickens and until this moment was obscured from sight. However, rather than it being some hairy old timer, one Samuel would likely expect to threaten him with a shotgun or chase him with a pitchfork, this farmer is in his 30s, much like Samuel and much to Sam’s surprise… handsome. Luckly for the bounty hunter, handsome is something he can work with, something that might even secure him some free breakfast.
“Nice eggs.” Samuel’s stare does not shift over to the farmer’s hands, but instead lingers a little on his behind. His smile is not a lewd one, but rather one of friendly amusement.
“Don’t suppose you could spare a couple for a bounty hunter that ain’t eaten nothin’ but shoe leather beef for two days?”
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 9/11 Fandom: The Magnificent Seven (2016) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Red Harvest/Teddy Q, Goodnight Robicheaux/Billy Rocks, Joshua Faraday/Vasquez, Emma Cullen/Matthew Cullen Characters: Red Harvest, Teddy Q, Emma Cullen, Goodnight Robicheaux, Vasquez (Magnificent Seven (2016)), Billy Rocks, Jack Horne, Sam Chisolm, Joshua Faraday, Matthew Cullen Additional Tags: Modern AU, PTSD Series: Part 2 of What If I’m Far From Home? Summary:
Red doesn’t usually say much.
With friends like Vasquez and Faraday, that doesn’t matter. They talk enough for themselves and him. Talk enough for Billy, too, when it comes down to it.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Magnificent Seven (2016) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Red Harvest/Teddy Q, Joshua Faraday/Vasquez, Joshua Faraday & Red Harvest, Vasquez & Red Harvest Characters: Red Harvest, Teddy Q, Joshua Faraday, Vasquez, Goodnight Robicheaux, Billy Rocks, Emma Cullen, Jack Horne, Sam Chisolm, Matthew Cullen Additional Tags: Modern AU, Leverage AU, Alternate Universe - Leverage Fusion, Summer Swagbag Summary:
“I hate you,” Red says, because he thought that joke was fucking dead. He didn’t even know they still made Faygo. He can’t think of why the Mexican grocery store would have it, either. It’s not Mexican. They make it in Michigan, which is the last place Red remembers seeing it, back when him and Josh were like, nineteen.
Josh doesn’t even flinch, just takes a swig of the Redpop, then screws the cap back on. “If that was true, you’d have killed me years ago.”
Heists and hijinks have been a part of Red's life ever since he met Josh. He should be used to it by now.
