A little Starsky rant . . . (he's disgruntled)

[peg22]

It's a 10 minute thing. That turned into about 20 minutes . . .
I just couldn't get Starsky's voice out of my head. 
Seriously, that man can go on and on - especially about Hutch.

I miss Hutch  . . . and I can't tell him cuz he'll say I'm getting soft and he'll think I'm whacked and he'll never let me forget it since he's just been gone for five days and I was in New York last year figuring out Nick's parole schedule and that mess took ten days, but hell, I miss Hutch.

I miss his voice. Sure, half the time he uses it to lecture me on the fact he thinks he knows everything about everything, but sometimes, when he's tired, and we've pulled joker after joker out of the sewer all day long, and we're both a whole case of beer behind normal, he'll just say something like, "Let's go," or "Come on, buddy," or "Starsk . . ." and man, his voice fills up all the spaces between my bones and suddenly I can be convinced we've just spent the day at the movies.

And I miss his hands. Mainly because I almost took the Torino off the 11th Street bridge today, trying to lean down, grab the Mars light, and stick it out my window at the same time I'm chasing one of Vic Monte's goon into the river. An extra pair of hands is always good during a pursuit. Plus, I also got a reprimand today because after hauling said goon out of the river, I decked him one for almost making me sink the Torino. Usually, the feel of Hutch's hand on my chest stops me from what Dobey called, "a dumbass rookie move."  Not today. Other times that hand on my chest causes me to run red lights all the way down Venice Blvd, but that's a whole other story . . . 

But mainly, I just miss Hutch.  I bet I've turned to his side of the car a hundred times, ready to tell him something or ask him something, or just to make sure we're square. We've had our bad moments lately, and he's been staring out of the window more and more and I've been turning up the radio louder just so I can't hear him thinking. 

So tonight, when I pick him up from the airport, full of guilt and gingerbread cookies,  I'm gonna tell him. All of it. Everything. Well, not every single thing. He doesn't need to know I got hammered Tuesday night and told Huggy everything first. And no one needs to know Huggy saved me from dialing up the Hutchinson homestead and spilling my guts to Hutch's dad all about how his son makes my nuts twist and my chest hurt.

But he does. And he needs to get home soon, and tell me everything is going to be okay, and bad moments only last a minute (actually that's something I'd say and then he'd roll his eyes - yes, I even miss him rolling his eyes at me) and that the dime is gonna flip back and we're gonna be fine and he can't live without me either and even though I've turned into a lovesick moose, he'll still do that thing he promised he'd do to me when he got back.

And even Huggy doesn't know about that . . . 

Comments

[lauramcewan.livejournal.com]

I love Starsky's voice. *satisfied sigh*

And I envy you phrases like this: his voice fills up all the spaces between my bones

Gahh....gorgeous!

[mashfanficchick.livejournal.com]

Aw, you got there first! Nah, I wanted to say I agree with everything you said. You just say it better. :-)

And, I love the icon: I had to do a double-take when I saw it, because I was just looking at that pic tonight (thanks to you, come to think of it; I'd forgotten when it was from, but was able to back-track from when you recced it).

[tinx_r]

I wanted to tell you how wonderful that phrase was too... Lovely

[peg22.livejournal.com]

thanks!

[peg22.livejournal.com]

thanks girly!

[mashfanficchick.livejournal.com]

Awww! I'm so glad I decided to refresh my friends-list one more time before hitting the sack! As always, so much to love, and it really is the way it all flows together, but...

Starsky belting the guy for ALMOST hurting the Torino.
Starsky telling Huggy first.
Huggy stopping Starsky from calling Hutch's DAD! *facepalm*
And "full of guilt and gingerbread cookies"...I love this line. Can't say why, but I love it. :-)

Now, then...do you expect that either Starsky or Hutch would be willing to tell you what it was Hutch was going to do to Starsky when he got home? 'Cause the boy's got me curious now, especially because I honestly couldn't get whether it'd be fiery passion or pure mush (though I would be willing to lay down a small bet on it being at least partly the former).

Thanks (as always)! *g*

[peg22.livejournal.com]

oh you so good to me. Will have to return favor - will write you some smut . . . with mush . . .

[willow-fae-20.livejournal.com]

This was lovely. Your Starsky voice is Perfect. Poor guy, Hutch better hug him when they get home.

[peg22.livejournal.com]

thanks - and I love your icon!

[willow-fae-20.livejournal.com]

Thanks. MashFanFicChick made it for me.

[mlmsunshine.livejournal.com]

Terrific! I hope you continue this to show what happens when Hutch gets home:)!

Mary

[peg22.livejournal.com]

will work on that - thanks for reading!

[lolabobs.livejournal.com]

This is lovely - spot on Starsky - and, like Laura, this line:

his voice fills up all the spaces between my bones

leapt out at me - beautiful.

[peg22.livejournal.com]

thanks!

[dipslikeramon.livejournal.com]

*swoon*

[peg22.livejournal.com]

ahhh, thanks.

[callistosh65.livejournal.com]

and man, his voice fills up all the spaces between my bones I gotta pick that line out too. It's why I love you and your writing, bachgen. Tell Starsk to hang on in there..*g*

[peg22.livejournal.com]

thank you girly - yeah Starsky's got it bad . . .

[ancastar.livejournal.com]

Oh! Starsky as a "lovesick moose." ::hugs image tight:: This is the kind of thing I love best about S&H, and frankly what this fandom does better than any other slash fandom out there IMHO (and that includes the sweet ones like TS)--shows how well these guys =fit=. The image of Hutch filling up the spaces between Starsky's bones makes me happier than just about anything. I don't know if that says more about your writing or my life, but it's true nonetheless. :-)

[peg22.livejournal.com]

oh thanks. I like that image as well. And they do fit. They make perfect sense. And they make me feel better . . . now what does that say? They're a teddy bear and a martini and a week in Hawaii all rolled into one . . .

[(Anonymous)]

This was really beautiful and funny and true.

And all I hope is that my girlfriend misses me like that too... what with me in Paris and her - well, not in Paris.

I miss his voice

[provencepuss.livejournal.com]

Starsky's voice......sigh.
"full of guilt and gingerbread cookies" sounds like Hutch to me