Another answer for the self-imposed "Walls" challenge (H2G2)

[darktrent182]

TITLE: Distance
DISCLAIMER: Not my characters, truly. More's the pity. Owned by Douglas Adams. Played with by me.
PAIRING: Arthur/Ford
FANDOM: Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, non-movie
WORD COUNT: 100
RATING: G
WARNINGS: Implied slash relationship, but then I guess you already knew that, didn't you?
NOTES: gildedmuse is clamoring for Dark!fic... Hmmm.

Ford happened to like kissing, thank you very much. It was fun, you could do it with someone else (because really, doing it by yourself was somewhat hard to do, unless you were Zaphod Beeblebrox), and... he didn't know, there was something... intimate... about it.

What he never understood was when he pulled away. Looked up into Arthur's eyes.

There were walls there. Keeping him out. He could see them.

...But *why*, for Zarquon's sake? He was allowed to have a little fun, wasn't he? Especially when Arthur kissed him more than a few times?

Ford looked away, suddenly unsure.

Comments

[gildedmuse.livejournal.com]

Ohhh... Poor Ford. I want to give him a hug (not necessarily for comfort - I just want to hug Ford ^_~). Why are drabbles always so depressing.... *Sigh* (Real Question: Why can't the boys just get together and have mad, sweaty sex? Where was *that* in the books?)

[leaper182.livejournal.com]

...

The next drabble's all your fault.