Title: Denial
Summary: He didn't need some alien telling him he had feelings for a member of his team. It was ridiculous, inconceivable and John had to put a stop to it. [Season1
Characters: John, Teyla, Kanan
Pairing: John/Teyla, Teyla/Kanan.
Rating: K
Spoilers: Missing, in a sense.
"You're in love with her aren't you?"
John Sheppard almost choked. The coffee that had been happily gliding down his throat was now burning holes in his lungs and he was pretty sure that if he looked close enough, he'd see huge splatters on the table in front of him.
Somehow, he managed not to slam the mug down but – unsurprisingly – failed to keep the shocked expression from his face.
"I understand, I really do. She is an amazing woman," Kenneth spoke while still watching Teyla as she ordered coffee at the cafeteria area.
The two men were seated outside the cafeteria waiting on not only Teyla but Ford and Rodney too, to emerge from the crowded queue. The Lantean sun was blazing down onto the city and subsequently onto John's face and he had conveniently forgotten to lift his Ray-ban sunglasses from his quarters.
Not that they would have done a great deal in keeping his jaw firmly closed. He was still staring at Kanan who in turn was still staring at Teyla.
Finally managing to regain enough control of his jaw, John squawked the only word he could:
"What?!"
Kanoe – what was the guy's name? – turned casually towards him and smiled.
"You have to agree that she – Teyla – is a beautiful, intelligent, caring woman who is a great leader of her people and that…" Kaboe listed and John's eyebrows pulled together, his eyes wide as the Stargate.
"Okay! That's it! I've heard enough pillow talk for one day!" John shouted and then swivelled his head around, trying to locate Teyla, afraid she had heard his outburst.
She was standing holding a cup of coffee, her own eyes wide and questioning. He gulped but looked away.
"I do not understand this 'pillow talk', Major Sheppard-"
Sheppard slid his chair back and frowned down at the Athosian whose name he was sure he should remember but for some reason kept eluding him, his temper slowly rising. He didn't need some alien telling him he had feelings for a member of his team. It was ridiculous, inconceivable and John had to put a stop to it.
"Since you seem to be in love with Teyla, why don't you do something about it?"
Oh yeah, John, way to sound like the commanding officer of the base.
He stormed off, bypassing members of the expedition who attempted to stop him for conversation. He huffed all the way to the gym, where he pounded on one of the punch bags until sweat glided down his forehead, his arms, his back.
When he glanced up from his doubled over position, he saw Teyla standing just inside the doorway watching him. He smiled towards her and she returned the greeting with a nod, tossing a towel to him before leaving the room.
As he wiped his forehead and watched her figure retreating, he saw her fall into step beside someone who'd remained hidden and John felt a sudden, inexplicable tightening in his gut.
It was as he watched them walk off that it came to him.
Kanan.
He landed one more forceful punch on the bag that sent it swinging wildly before heading back to his quarters.