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lmx_v3point3 at 06:50pm on 14/10/2010 under character: eliot spencer, character: nathan ford, character: sophie devereaux, fandom: leverage, fanfiction, pairing: eliot/nate/sophie, rating: pg-13, type: commentfic, type: fluff, verse: pretty much perfect
lmx_v3point3 at 06:50pm on 14/10/2010 under character: eliot spencer, character: nathan ford, character: sophie devereaux, fandom: leverage, fanfiction, pairing: eliot/nate/sophie, rating: pg-13, type: commentfic, type: fluff, verse: pretty much perfectFic: Just For A Moment
Author: LMX
Fandoms: Leverage
Verse: Pretty Much Perfect
Rating: PG
Pairings: Eliot/Sophie/Nate
Spoilers: None
Warnings: None
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sheryden, Nate/Eliot/Sophie, a quiet dinner at home
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Sophie has a large glass of a good (expensive) wine, and Nate has a cup of coffee warming his hands, they're sat on two stools just inside the kitchen door (out of Eliot's way) talking their way through a dozen topics, arguing about dates and artwork and the details of historical cons. Eliot's putting together something complicated for dinner, an icepack balanced on his shoulder like an odd parrot. He chimes in occasionally, mostly on the cons, but his attention is on the food.
There's nothing urgent looming, no disadvantaged soul on Nate's to-save list, no story in the news weighing on their minds. They're in good health (Eliot's long accepted that what he does takes a toll on his body and he's too old now, and been fighting for too long, to expect to be completely pain-free) and their friends are close-by and happy-in-love. Tonight is the kind of night they don't get very often, and they can respect that.
They settle around the table and toast to nothing and everything with wine and coffee and soda, and hope for many more of the same.
Author: LMX
Fandoms: Leverage
Verse: Pretty Much Perfect
Rating: PG
Pairings: Eliot/Sophie/Nate
Spoilers: None
Warnings: None
AN: Commentfic for
sheryden, Nate/Eliot/Sophie, a quiet dinner at home-
Sophie has a large glass of a good (expensive) wine, and Nate has a cup of coffee warming his hands, they're sat on two stools just inside the kitchen door (out of Eliot's way) talking their way through a dozen topics, arguing about dates and artwork and the details of historical cons. Eliot's putting together something complicated for dinner, an icepack balanced on his shoulder like an odd parrot. He chimes in occasionally, mostly on the cons, but his attention is on the food.
There's nothing urgent looming, no disadvantaged soul on Nate's to-save list, no story in the news weighing on their minds. They're in good health (Eliot's long accepted that what he does takes a toll on his body and he's too old now, and been fighting for too long, to expect to be completely pain-free) and their friends are close-by and happy-in-love. Tonight is the kind of night they don't get very often, and they can respect that.
They settle around the table and toast to nothing and everything with wine and coffee and soda, and hope for many more of the same.
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