osmarinamo:

mmmuses:

One, Two, Three by mmmuse sneak peak of new missing moment fic coming soon. GIF set by @loveofromance “I believe we agreed you would not come to Bodmin.” She blinked, slowly raising her lashes to look into his eyes, greenish gold fire. The furrowed brow, the stern lips that tried not to smile. “Yes, Ross,” she drawled, “I believe that we did.” She caught a glint of humor in his eyes. “Have I told you what I feel about a disobedient wife?” His lips barely moved as he spoke, and yet she could not keep her eyes from them, the need to sample their fullness growing urgent. “Have I told you what I feel about a reckless husband?” she asked, her eyes never leaving his. Her reckless husband, the love of her life, flesh and bone before her. Was this a dream? She leant to kiss him, exchanging teasing, nipping kisses as the relief over the day’s events continued to wash over them. One, two then three, a pattern borne from the very first time he’d kissed her. She gathered him close on the third, her lips parting to taste him, rejoicing over having this man back in her arms….



I keep thinking about this last scene. Throughout Ep2 Ross seemed like he was in shock; it wasn’t really until his speech that he came alive. The words that keep going through my mind are in Jeremy:

“She might not understand the causes, but some instinct told her that spiritually he was still –at the most –a convalescent. It would take time, perhaps a long time.”

I’m not sure if this was what Debbie was trying to evoke, but I like the end result. I like that he is not strong confident Ross, sure of himself and his place in the world. His vulnerability makes him more real, and of course, more attractive (as a human being).