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15 February 2007 @ 12:05 pm
Five Ways John Sheppard Says 'I Love You' Without Actually Saying It ~ SGA (McShep)  
Title: Five Ways John Sheppard Says 'I Love You' Without Actually Saying It
Author: icantfollow
Characters: Rodney McKay/John Sheppard
Prompt: #011 Red.
Word Count: ~1000
Rating: PG
Summary: 'John Sheppard, have you been wooing me?'
A/N: So I've got at least four partially completed fics on my hard drive, not to mention a mess of stuff to write for class, but, instead, here's a McShep valentine fic. A day late, but still good :) Unbetaed.

i. with a card

'Someone left this on my desk this morning.'

John looks up from his chess game with Radek to see a look of utter disgust and bewilderment cross Rodney's face.

He's clutching a hand-made card between his thumb and index finger like it's possibly contaminated, though all John can see are the places where red construction paper hearts have been lovingly glued to the front under the greeting, 'Somebody Loves You'.

John puts Radek in check and doesn't say a word.

Radek is not trying not to laugh. 'It looks as if you have a secret admirer, Rodney.'

'I highly doubt I could respect, let alone like a person who would think that this monstrosity is a good idea!'

'Maybe there's a name on the inside,' John suggests, contemplating his next move while Radek is distracted.

Rodney hmphs, and flips open the flimsy card, his eyes darting back and forth as he reads the message, then reads it again. His eyes go a little bit wide and his cheeks tinge pink.

'Oh,' he says, and Radek makes a rude and suggestive comment that Rodney's not listening to. 'Oh.'

The inside of the card reads, You're a brilliant man, and it's an honor to fight by your side. Happy Valentine's Day.

John says, 'Checkmate.'

ii. with a box of chocolates

'I'm so hungry,' Rodney moans looking up from the ancient device he's spent the last hour trying to fix to play Mozart. 'The mess is closed, isn't it?'

John, sprawled out on his bed with a magazine, reaches into the drawer of his nightstand and pulls out a box, handing it to Rodney.

'Here, this ought to tide you over so you don't go into shock.'

Rodney lifts the lid on the red, heart-shaped box and roots around inside.

'Something one of your floozies sent you in honor of this so-called holiday?' he says around a mouthful of chocolate.

'No,' John replies, picking out a caramel for himself, 'just something I like to keep in case of emergency.'

Rodney's mouth says, 'Emergency chocolate, you are such a girl,' but his eyes say, 'Thank you.'

iii. with a bouquet of flowers

The flowers are large, purple, spiny, and shoot off puffs of a pollen-like substance. Rodney's nose has swelled to twice its size and his entire face has broken out in hives; it's an extremely unattractive look, but John steps in, takes the ill-fated bouquet to the incinerator, and slings an arm around Rodney's shoulders, half-dragging him to the infirmary, making small talk along the way.

'A gift from Katie?' John asks.

'I don't think Major Lorne would like that very much,' Rodney mumbles through swollen lips. 'From one of her minions, if you can believe that.'

'It's the thought that counts, right?'

'So the fact that Parsons sent me a bouquet of death should count in her favor? Why aren't you more upset about this?'

'Don't take it out on her. She probably didn't know you'd have such a bad reaction.'

'She's a botanist,' Rodney wheezes, 'how could she not know? What did you do with that evil thing anyway?'

John balances against Rodney's weight, just picturing the look on the nursing staff when their least favorite patient arrives for what is bound to be a long stay.

'Burned it.'

Rodney's sigh turns into a whimper of pain and John tightens his hold.

iv. with a hug

John doesn't hug - occasionally he'll do that manly backslap thing, or on rare occasions of real emotions the chest-contact-double-fist-pound, but he doesn't do hugs. He's not great with the physical contact period, and a hug is the most wishy-washy of all. You know where you stand with kissing, with sex even, but a hug is such awkward territory.

So John doesn't hug. He's been hugged, and generally doesn't know what to do with his hands.

But, well, Rodney's a little out of it, stuffed full of antihistamines and he looks so small and forlorn, like a teddy bear, and John's about ready to kick himself because when did he start having thoughts like that?

He leans over the hospital bed and puts his arms around Rodney before he has a chance to change his mind, muffling the other man's squawk of surprise with his chest.

'Feel better,' John says and pulls away.

Rodney blinks. 'You hugged me. You don't hug.'

'Well, I hugged you.' John's trying not to smile because the look on Rodney's face is just so comical.

'Thanks.' And Rodney's goofy smile - the one John knows is not entirely the result of drugs - makes John's heart beat faster.

v. with a kiss

Rodney's released from the infirmary a lot sooner than anyone expects - due, John suspects, to the efforts of the nurses to be rid of him - in time to join the others for Elizabeth's Valentine's Day Dinner, one of her numerous attempts to promote city-wide harmony.

Rodney, however, is not feeling the love. The others get tired of his bitching and his whining, and sneak off for their own private celebrations.

'I've already been viciously attacked once today,' he tells John, scowling at his bowl of red Jello. 'Why should I enjoy it?'

John's had enough. 'Oh, for crying out loud, Rodney, I've been doing my best.'

Rodney's spoon clatters on the table. 'John Sheppard, have you been wooing me?'

'Well, I've been trying. I had to be subtle.'

'So subtle I didn't even notice? This is me we're talking about, Sheppard, you have to hit me over the head with these sorts of things.'

'So you would have preferred a 60ft neon sign?'

Rodney crosses his arms and his face is flushed. 'That's not what I mean. Honestly, why can't you just tell me how you feel? Why do you have to result to subterfuge? The first time we ever kissed you practically attacked me in the field instead of just saying, "Hey, Rodney, I like you quite a lot and would very much like to kiss you now - hope you don't mind."'

'I'm not good with words,' John points out, taking Rodney's hands and stealing his Jello. 'I'm an action man.'

'Well, you've already won me over, Action Man,' Rodney says, shaking his head. 'I love you, too.'

John leans across the table for a kiss - and that says everything there is to say.
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downloadableindifference: sga boys just wannadownloadable08 on February 15th, 2007 08:21 pm (UTC)
So perfect! I love all of them, but I think my favorite is #4, because Rodney knows what a big deal it is for John to hug him...
Sali: jack/ianto hugsalivia_baker on February 15th, 2007 11:38 pm (UTC)
I sec that! John hugging is love!
WPAdmirer: Lio in lovewpadmirer on February 15th, 2007 08:23 pm (UTC)
This is very sweet and quite adorable.

Ninja Kitty: SGA-Armed with Felinebeadattitude on February 15th, 2007 08:36 pm (UTC)
Awww. Poor John. I loved the hug (teddy bear! hee!) and the card and the hug and the...
aw heck, I love all of it.
snowflake25snowflake25 on February 15th, 2007 08:44 pm (UTC)
I feel all happy now. Thank you for making my day a little better.
bluebrocade on February 15th, 2007 08:58 pm (UTC)
Awwww! *bg*
Dom sits down: pic#58369246mercury973 on February 15th, 2007 09:13 pm (UTC)
Awwwwwww kute

I can just see John, leaning awkwardly over and giving a quick, but manly hug.
pink_tiggerpink_tigger on February 15th, 2007 10:10 pm (UTC)
Awww, that was just too sweet ^^. Comparing Rodney with a teddy bear. The cuteness of that image is killing me... Really nice story!
melagan: I heart  Rodneymelagan on February 15th, 2007 11:32 pm (UTC)
..a hug is such awkward territory

Oh John.
Kath: SGA McShep_holdmenakedwesley on February 16th, 2007 04:39 am (UTC)
These are all so adorable! Poor John, trying so hard. *g* I love the card and the hug the best. I love it when he's able to fluster Rodney and make him feel good.
Tazzles: mcsheptazzles on February 16th, 2007 10:08 am (UTC)
Awww, sweet. I could see John doing this.
nutty_moonutty_moo on February 16th, 2007 12:09 pm (UTC)
AWWWWWWWWWWWWWW woobieness of wonderfull!!!!!!
Taiteilija, Ph.D.taiteilija on February 16th, 2007 01:54 pm (UTC)
Oh, John! This fic is so very true, when he's doing these things, he's really saying "I love you"... especially with this hug.

Thank you!
I'M IN A GLASS CASE OF EMOTION: atlantis is for loversfledmusic on February 16th, 2007 07:08 pm (UTC)
This was ADORABLE.

I feel all warm and fuzzy inside now.

John hugging IS a huge deal. If it ever happened on the show I would probably die from happiness.

This was wonderful. Thank you for writing it!
everyone loves a wee sombrerobibliotech on February 17th, 2007 12:02 am (UTC)
Okay, I love a good Five Things fic, and this one was really sweet.
the chicken is your superiorlavvyan on February 19th, 2007 03:48 pm (UTC)
occasionally he'll do that manly backslap thing, or on rare occasions of real emotions the chest-contact-double-fist-pound


This is really too cute, thank you. :)
adafrogadafrog on February 20th, 2007 05:22 am (UTC)
Awwww...this is so crazily them.
Bettina_bettina_ on February 25th, 2007 09:47 am (UTC)
This is sweet and fun :-).
ladyra: ATL Nude photo shopladyra on March 31st, 2007 03:02 am (UTC)
Loved it
Action man! LOL. I loved this. Every scene was perfect.
adafrogadafrog on April 3rd, 2007 11:48 pm (UTC)
awww.....so sweet.
eternal_dolor: cityeternal_dolor on October 6th, 2008 10:23 pm (UTC)
Sweet story. It was a pleasure to read
terrible_tues_1 on January 20th, 2012 10:11 pm (UTC)