TITLE: A Smooth Transition
AUTHOR: Ashleigh Anpilova
PAIRING: Leroy Jethro Gibbs/Donald 'Ducky' Mallard
SUB-GENRE: Established Relationship.
SUMMARY: Ducky muses on the birth of his relationship with Jethro and how it moved from friends to lovers.
PROMPT: philosophy_20 01 - Birth
WORD COUNT: 420
DISCLAIMER: I don't own these characters, nor am I making any money from them. I merely borrow them from time to time.
The beginning of a relationship, its birth, is considered by many to be the best time.
It is seen as exciting as new doors are opened, and the possibilities seem endless. The flutter of anticipation as one waits for the call, the flowers, the joy of extra attentiveness and closeness. It is seen as a time of expectation, of freshness, of truth, of thrills.
However, I have never particularly enjoyed the beginning of a relationship, mainly because of the endless possibilities and anticipation and expectation. I know that, given my world travels, and my love of new experiences, and how I enjoy discoveries, that might seem a little strange. But for me, when it comes to my personal life, my love life, such as it is, then I much prefer the known and the established side of things. I find the birth very tiring.
Except in one case. And that is in my relationship with Jethro.
Our relationship began as just friendship, although 'just' is not a term I like to use, as it implies that something isn't good enough, that's it is only second best. Although of course, strictly speaking, that is not what the word means; it has a variety of somewhat powerful definitions, especially when used in the legal or ethical sense. But I am rambling - again.
Friendship is all I ever expected from my relationship with Jethro; and I would have been perfectly content with that. And then one day I found myself in my dearest friend’s arms, but his embrace was not that of a 'just good friend'. His mouth was on mine, his arms were holding me as a lover would, his body was communicating with my own, and I knew.
I knew that, although our relationship as lovers had only just been born, the birth had been painless. Our relationship wasn’t in its infancy; it was fully-grown, mature, certain and sure. It was full of the knowledge of the years we had spent as friends, and comprehension that this was forever.
It was exciting, the possibilities were endless, and there was anticipation, closeness, extra attentiveness - oh, yes, there was certainly that - and freshness. Yet at the same time, it was as if we had been lovers from the moment we met.
The transition from friends to lovers was a smooth one. Our relationship was born, and yet it had always been in existence. It had all the pleasures of a beginning, but contained none of the pains.
It simply was.