03 December 2008 @ 03:47 pm
Fic: Love of his Life, BillxTom, G  
Title: Love of his live
Author: [livejournal.com profile] paraboobizarre
Pairing(s): Bill/Tom
Rating: G
Disclaimer: The characters used herein are fictional representations of real people and the actions and situations contained in the fics are no reflection on the real people on which they are based.
All characters engaging in sexual acts of any kind are over 18 years of age. I do not believe anything of this ever happened, nor that it should and I do not make any money of this. It's fiction.

Warnings: none
Summary: The love of his life.
Author's notes: OMG I love this one so dearly, please read <333

Tom closed the small door of the glass cabinet where they stowed the prescription drugs, locking it immediately as was his habit.
The old geezers here at the retirement home may have looked frail and feeble but, deep down, they were really just like little children. Leave anything unattended and they would get their hands on it faster than you could look.

His digital watch beeped twice and Tom's shoulders sagged almost automatically. Time for the round again. He surveyed the tray with its neatly stacked paper cups, pills in every single one of them.
He craned his neck and looked down the aisle, scanning the empty floor. His brother was late again and they always did their rounds together.

Two nurses in the family! When Tom had announced his intentions he had been the laughingstock of the family for months on end. When his baby brother had decided to follow in his footsteps, people had merely shrugged their shoulders and accepted the fact.

With a deep sigh he picked up the tray and stepped out of his crammed glass-walled office.

First door on the right, his 'favorite' patient – all of them were a little crazy and scatter-brained, dementia – but this one was generally likable, if not a bit too homo erotic for Tom's tastes.
He pushed open the door as quietly as possible. It was 4.30 in the afternoon and the old man would most likely be napping right now.
Tom hated waking them u for just the pills but it was necessary nonetheless.

As usual, the room was bare, save for a single photograph in an elaborate silver frame, standing on the night table.
The white mop of fuzzy hair was just about visible in the armchair, head drooping in an afternoon nap.

Tom inched into the room on tiptoes, balancing the tray on one hand, the other already reaching out for the slouching shoulder.

Tom tapped the old man gently on the shoulder and he startled awake with a quiet grunt.

"Hello, Mr Trümper," Tom whispered in his softest voice, knowing the man particularly disliked loud voices.

"Tomi...it's you?" The old man, eyes wrapped in wrinkles, fine lines seaming his face, looked up at Tom with an almost serene if not disbelieving expression in his eyes.

Tom sighed, brushing one errant dread out of his face as he leaned down towards Mr Trümper, holding out the paper cup. A shaky hand reached out and took the cup, the pills inside rattling with the tremors of Parkinson's.

Tom poured apple juice from a jug standing on the night table. The young man in the picture – probably Mr Trümper's son – had dreads just like Tom, only longer since Tom had only start to dread his hair a couple of months ago; they just about fit into a short ponytail by now.

Offering the drink to the old man, Tom took extra care that his patient swallowed the pills. Mr William Trümper could be a particularly stubborn person at times.

With a sigh the white-haired man leaned back in his chair, closing his eyes for a second. For that moment, he looked almost young again, with that satisfied smile on his fallen in face.

"Thanks," he croaked, his shaking hand wiping at his mouth, cleaning away some drops of apple juice that had spilled from the cup.
On his wrinkled arm, speckled with brown spots, Tom could see the fine swirly lines of a tattoo.
There were more, he knew; he saw them every time he washed the old man. Another reason never to get inked, he thought, as he tugged the warm blanked across Mr Trümper's lap.

Thin fingers grasped his wrist suddenly, the grip surprisingly strong. Tom looked up, his gaze meeting a pair of strangely vivid brown eyes.

'Here we go again', he thought.

"You know, Tomi, you remind me of the love of my life." The old man muttered, his gaze wandering over to that one photograph in the room before his eyes grew vague and distant again.
 
 
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[identity profile] purpledna.livejournal.com on December 3rd, 2008 03:36 pm (UTC)
OMG. YOU TRICKSY YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
[identity profile] paraboobizarre.livejournal.com on December 3rd, 2008 03:50 pm (UTC)
THANKS :D :D :D
[identity profile] lirren.livejournal.com on December 3rd, 2008 04:23 pm (UTC)
But! But! But! Tom! Where is Tom? I DON'T WANT BILL TO BE ALONE! *cries cries cries*

You are a tricksy little hobbit. I totally didn't see that coming.
[identity profile] paraboobizarre.livejournal.com on December 3rd, 2008 04:25 pm (UTC)
Poor Tomi is dead a long time already :(

This bunny has been haunting me for weeks already and today in the library I jotted down the first sentence and then just wrote it all down in one go. I was so excited about it I left the library earlier to post it here :D
[identity profile] sashimi-salad.livejournal.com on December 3rd, 2008 04:24 pm (UTC)
You made me cry!
[identity profile] paraboobizarre.livejournal.com on December 3rd, 2008 04:26 pm (UTC)
Awwww sorry *hands you a handkerchief*

I used to work as a nurse one summer and this has probably a lot to do with it, because I've been thinking alot about it lately.
[identity profile] sashimi-salad.livejournal.com on December 3rd, 2008 10:49 pm (UTC)
I already knew it was going to be an AU from Tom's first appearance, and when the name 'Trumper' came up, I was starting to get uncomfortable in my seat. The moment you mentioned the tattoo, I had tears in my eyes.
[identity profile] paraboobizarre.livejournal.com on December 4th, 2008 08:49 am (UTC)
awwww :'(
[identity profile] titacats.livejournal.com on December 3rd, 2008 04:45 pm (UTC)
LOL Thats sweet.

[identity profile] paraboobizarre.livejournal.com on December 3rd, 2008 04:49 pm (UTC)
Thanks :D I like the melancholy feel it has.
[identity profile] fangirl-07.livejournal.com on December 3rd, 2008 04:55 pm (UTC)
Gah! You made me cry!
*runs around the house looking for tissues*



This was so unexpected!
[identity profile] paraboobizarre.livejournal.com on December 3rd, 2008 05:59 pm (UTC)
Sorry *hands tissues* <333
[identity profile] miniminkie.livejournal.com on December 3rd, 2008 05:00 pm (UTC)
Awwwww that was so sad and sweet, I need to go back and read it again now.
[identity profile] paraboobizarre.livejournal.com on December 3rd, 2008 05:59 pm (UTC)
awww thank you <3
[identity profile] ma-chelle.livejournal.com on December 3rd, 2008 05:18 pm (UTC)
Oh a little twist here!

It makes me so sad to think of Bill left alone in an old folks home with Tomi gone.

I will not cry... I WILL NOT cry....

<3

[identity profile] paraboobizarre.livejournal.com on December 3rd, 2008 05:59 pm (UTC)
I really like the melancholy feel it has, that kind of precarious calm...plus I can have Bill's ugly tattoos wrinkle up :P
[identity profile] ma-chelle.livejournal.com on December 3rd, 2008 06:03 pm (UTC)
I hate to think what the new tat looks like when young Tom gives him a bath... o_o

There is a wonderful sense of melancholy and even with that little ficlet you nearly had me in tears. Damn you for knowing just how to push my emotional buttons! <3
[identity profile] paraboobizarre.livejournal.com on December 3rd, 2008 06:04 pm (UTC)
I'm just pushing my own buttons - it just so happens to work for other people too ;)
[identity profile] x-nannerl-x.livejournal.com on December 3rd, 2008 05:59 pm (UTC)
;_; <3
[identity profile] paraboobizarre.livejournal.com on December 3rd, 2008 06:00 pm (UTC)
♥♥♥
[identity profile] rainbowcolored7.livejournal.com on December 3rd, 2008 06:21 pm (UTC)
Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww! That was so sweet, and rather confusing and wonderful all the same! I really, really enjoyed how you wrote the characters. It was very different from what I was expecting. <3333
[identity profile] paraboobizarre.livejournal.com on December 3rd, 2008 06:33 pm (UTC)
I was fearing it could get too confusing for people - glad that you liked it though <333
[identity profile] emseviltwin.livejournal.com on December 3rd, 2008 07:28 pm (UTC)
damn you! This was NOT what I needed this morning ;__; I forgot this was the bunny and was expecting something warm and fluffy. BILL BILL BILL. D:

beautiful of course and brilliant because now I'm a mess but you are cruel woman!
[identity profile] paraboobizarre.livejournal.com on December 4th, 2008 08:48 am (UTC)
awww sorry no warm and fluffy there but I thought you'd know that *snuggles*

Hope you feel better already <333
[identity profile] winry-th.livejournal.com on December 3rd, 2008 08:04 pm (UTC)
Bill is an homo erotic old folk XD
brilliant.
And it's actually sad. I hope that when the times comes, they die together at a very old age, cuddling on a bed (Titanic much? ^^)
It was great!
[identity profile] paraboobizarre.livejournal.com on December 4th, 2008 08:46 am (UTC)
A bit too much Titanic perhaps haha but a good death nonetheless :D

I loved the homoerotic old folk - like imagine he jokingly comes on to his male nurses LOL
[identity profile] sexylittlefeet2.livejournal.com on December 3rd, 2008 08:28 pm (UTC)
AWWW this is sooo sad. :( But sweet at the same time. But I do wish Tomi was with him. ._.
[identity profile] paraboobizarre.livejournal.com on December 4th, 2008 08:45 am (UTC)
Bill is just one poor soul in this one...
[identity profile] lipaeiou123.livejournal.com on December 3rd, 2008 11:09 pm (UTC)
kind of sad.....VERY sad :(

it's a shame you write this s owell, you make peole read it even if we don't want to .it's crime.

*poor Billy*
[identity profile] paraboobizarre.livejournal.com on December 4th, 2008 08:35 am (UTC)
I know I'm mean ;)

Thanks for reading and leaving a comment anyways <333
[identity profile] seaghostsoaring.livejournal.com on December 3rd, 2008 11:55 pm (UTC)
Absolutely gorgeous. I loved this ♥ I'm also pretty smitten with the wording eyes wrapped in wrinkles. Just perfect :)


[identity profile] paraboobizarre.livejournal.com on December 4th, 2008 08:34 am (UTC)
Thanks :D
[identity profile] sagittariusgirl.livejournal.com on December 4th, 2008 04:53 am (UTC)
soo sad you makes me cry.
[identity profile] paraboobizarre.livejournal.com on December 4th, 2008 08:34 am (UTC)
awww sorry *hands you tissues*
<333
[identity profile] mieka-writes.livejournal.com on December 4th, 2008 04:11 pm (UTC)
Very sweet.. and very very sad.. poor Billa all alone at the end..
[identity profile] paraboobizarre.livejournal.com on December 5th, 2008 06:57 am (UTC)
Thanks for that lovely comment <333
[identity profile] candy-marie-55.livejournal.com on December 5th, 2008 03:33 am (UTC)
DX But...♥

So many little details...
[identity profile] paraboobizarre.livejournal.com on December 5th, 2008 06:57 am (UTC)
THANK YOU :D
[identity profile] strssna.livejournal.com on December 8th, 2008 07:21 pm (UTC)
Oh. Though this was so absolutely sad, I felt like it had some hope - and in the end, love. Like at least older Bill had a great love in his life, even if he'd lost Tom, at least he had loved and been loved in return.
Really liked how these two twins entwined. I just loe knowing that the twins would never really be apart, they'll go together.
Lovely work honey.
[identity profile] paraboobizarre.livejournal.com on January 4th, 2009 11:14 am (UTC)
Thank you *huggles*
[identity profile] queendaeva.livejournal.com on December 10th, 2008 11:40 am (UTC)
i put off reading this because it already started out so sadly. *sniff* very sweet but also very sad :(
[identity profile] paraboobizarre.livejournal.com on January 4th, 2009 11:13 am (UTC)
awww I know *pets*
(Anonymous) on December 10th, 2008 06:58 pm (UTC)
From Sarah
Wow. This was so beautiful. It made me cry. I love it <3
[identity profile] paraboobizarre.livejournal.com on January 4th, 2009 11:13 am (UTC)
Re: From Sarah
Thank you :)))
[identity profile] billababy.livejournal.com on January 4th, 2009 08:51 am (UTC)
OMG - so sad but so endearing. So much crammed into such a short post.
Thin fingers grasped his wrist suddenly, the grip surprisingly strong. This line struck me as powerful once I understood what was going on. (tricky, tricky!) Love does give you strength you normally don't have, even if it's only a memory...

Much love. :* I often wonder how (and if) one will survive without the other. Let's hope they won't have to find out for a very long time. ;_;
[identity profile] paraboobizarre.livejournal.com on January 4th, 2009 11:12 am (UTC)
Glad you liked it <333 I do not really want to know how one would cope without the other and let's hope they won't have to find out for a looooooooooooong time
[identity profile] jeanne8917.livejournal.com on October 19th, 2011 03:12 pm (UTC)
Fuck.
I hate you, you know? I hate you to made me cry. It's only few words, so short story. So simpe, so unpossible, but also so real.
When I read it I was thinking that it's AU adn Tom wants to be a nurse, but when I read and read I thought who is that old man - Bill or Tom?
And shit. When I read the three last lines...
"You know Tomi..." - how could you put so emocion in that one sence?! Teach me, please.

Now, I want to thank you that I can read it.
[identity profile] paraboobizarre.livejournal.com on October 19th, 2011 07:20 pm (UTC)
Awww thanks for that lovely review and generally thanks for leaving a comment at all. Usually people just read older stories and don't say of they liked it or not, so that really means a lot to me that you took the time to leave a comment ♥