You know, I had actually been pondering a Chase/Cuddy thing, and then suddenly YOUR FIC! And I was bowled over.
It's painful to read in a sweet way, because they both seem so lonely and so utterly longing. It's like they almost touch, but they pull back, and that works very well for them.
Chase stood on the steps outside the cafeteria, lunch tray in hand. Glancing down at his sandwich and sad, squashed little muffin, he suddenly and fervently wished that he'd taken Cameron to the little Thai place. Or that she'd said yes. Or that he'd asked a second time.
This broke my heart. Completely.
He walked casually, but holding his lunch out in front of him he had visions of a skinny school kid trying to make friends.
And then this broke the remaining pieces of my heart. Oh my poor Chase! I can see him being that kid so easily, and obviously it's not far from his own thoughts.
God I just want to hug both of them so much. Thank you for posting this.
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It's painful to read in a sweet way, because they both seem so lonely and so utterly longing. It's like they almost touch, but they pull back, and that works very well for them.
Chase stood on the steps outside the cafeteria, lunch tray in hand. Glancing down at his sandwich and sad, squashed little muffin, he suddenly and fervently wished that he'd taken Cameron to the little Thai place. Or that she'd said yes. Or that he'd asked a second time.
This broke my heart. Completely.
He walked casually, but holding his lunch out in front of him he had visions of a skinny school kid trying to make friends.
And then this broke the remaining pieces of my heart. Oh my poor Chase! I can see him being that kid so easily, and obviously it's not far from his own thoughts.
God I just want to hug both of them so much. Thank you for posting this.