Skidding, skidding, skidding!

[rose-sparrow.livejournal.com]

Title: Sleep Well

Rating: PG, at most.

Pairing: One-sided Ben/Riley, a little Ben/Abigail

Summary: Riley talks in his sleep and Ben thinks about life.

Warnings: Super super super light slash. Sadder than most of what I’ve written, but not quite angst.

AN: Basically, I just wanted to take a shot at switching things up, so it may be a little different.

Disclaimer: Don’t own Ben. Don’t own Riley. Don’t own Abigail. Don’t own Atonement.

 

Somewhere around one o’ clock in the morning, Ben was awakened suddenly by a sharp poke in the ribs. Abigail was half-sitting up, glaring down at him.

                “Wha? What’s happening?” he asked startled.

                “Ben, this is the third night in a row.” his wife’s voice sounded irritated. “If you don’t get Riley to stop talking in his sleep, I may kill him.” Now that he was more awake, Ben could hear the techie’s clear voice coming from down the hall. He sighed.

                “I’ll take care of it.” the historian climbed out of bed and headed down the hall, still yawning.

                Riley only talked in his sleep when something was bothering him, and he had been all week. Ben was a little worried about him. But, unlike most cases he had ever heard of, the computer geek seemed somewhat responsive if someone talked back to him. As the best friend, it fell to Ben to talk the techie back to a silent sleep before Abigail decided to kill them both. And she could probably get away with it too. The woman was diabolically intelligent.

                He slipped quietly into Riley’s room and grabbed the swivel chair from the desk, rolling it over to sit by the bed.

                “And I’m telling you, there’s not a chance in the world that we could possibly get away with this.” Riley was mumbling as the older man sat down.

                “Is that so?” Ben said, humoring him, though, of course, he had no idea what Riley was talking about.

                “I mean, there’s got to be at least nine different codes to break first.” the computer geek continued. “Do you have any idea how long that would take?”

                “For you?” Ben murmured. “Probably not that long.”

                “I’m a genius, Ben, not a miracle worker.” he said sleepily.

                “That’s humble of you.”

                Riley didn’t reply, very deeply asleep again.

                But, Ben didn’t go back to bed. He continued to sit, watching the younger man sleep. Riley had fallen asleep while reading, so his glasses hung precariously off one ear and a paperback book hung loosely from his grip.

                Carefully, Ben slipped the book out of Riley’s grasp and peered at the cover. Atonement. He should have guessed. It was one of Riley’s favorites and he had never seen the techie more annoyed than when he suggested that the book was too tragic. It never failed, the younger man’s eyes would get bright and his ears pink as he emphatically argued in favor of the novel.

                Grinning fondly at the memory, the historian marked the page and sat the dog-eared paperback on the bedside table. He took off Riley’s glasses too, folded them up and laid them on top of the book. He absentmindedly brushed the techie’s bangs back out of his face, smiling gently when Riley leaned into his touch, mumbling indiscernibly.

                “Ben? Are you coming back to bed?” Abigail’s sleep-slurred voice called. The treasure hunter stood unwillingly, pushing the chair back towards the computer.

                He glanced down at the sleeping computer geek one more time, the corner of his mouth lifting into a wistful smile. Impulsively, he leaned down and kissed Riley’s forehead lightly.

                “Love you, kiddo.” he confessed in a whisper. “Sleep well.”

Ben crept out of the room and back down the hall, feeling regretful, all traces of sleepiness gone. He slipped back into bed and Abigail gravitated towards him.

“You quiet Riley down?” she murmured.

“Mmmhmm.”

“Thank you.” she whispered, pecking him on the cheek. “Sleep well.”

But, at the moment, Ben doubted he ever would again.

 

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Comments

[queenofspades89.livejournal.com]

I have one question:

WHERE ARE THE DELICIOUS JAMS AND JELLIES?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

On a somewhat related note: In the car home from Jody's tonight, we drove past a church and the sign said "Forbidden fruits? Get you into a lot of jams."

And I was like "...XD"

P.S. This fic is cute and I likes it!

[piratehatter.livejournal.com]

Cuter than a sack full of puppies in the middle of July.

...wait whut? o_o

[queenofspades89.livejournal.com]

I'm not sure what July contributes, but a sack full of puppies is pretty darn cute.

[phantom-roxs.livejournal.com]

Awwwwww!

So cute!
I love it!

[katintheroses.livejournal.com]

Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww..................................................

now if only Riley had chosen that time to talk in is sleep...hmmm.....


I'm glad that popped in here to check andsee whats been added :D This was sd in a cute, witful way......*fangils for a momet* Ok, back to wathing 80s ninja turtles! XD

*geek*

[cosmonaut-elf.livejournal.com]

Aw, sleepy!Riley is so cute. Oh, and, my best friend talks in her sleep. And you can have whole conversations with her (Once you tell her to 'SPEAK ENGLISH FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!' [otherwise she'll yell in Polish]). It's actually quite amusing.

And, I am so in love with Riley/Ben! So cute!