Titel: Missing you
Fandom: Cabin Pressure
Autor: lorelei_lee1968 (Lorelei Lee)
Pairing: Martin/Douglas, Martin/Theresa (mentioned)
Rating: ab 16
Disclaimer: everything belongs to John Finnemore and the BBC.
Summary: Somewhere in the near future... Martin left MJN and got Herc's job at SwissAir. Martin's still dating Theresa and haven't seen Douglas for a while.
This Fic is a gift for Glowworm (Ao3) and Tracionn (tumblr). They both ship Martin/Douglas like mad and were unhappy with Martin dating Theresa.
Not betaed, not brit-picked and the mistakes are all mine, because english is not my native language.
Missing you
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(An airport at Singapore)
Douglas: Hello Martin! What a surprise!
Martin: Douglas... what... what are you doing here?
Douglas: Oh, same old, same old. A group of Architects wanted to see the wonders of Singapore. So here I am. How about you?
Martin: Oh, the usual. I'm here every Friday. Scheduled flight.
Douglas: So everythings just rosy for you with SwissAir?
Martin: Yes... yes. Everythings fine. Just... fine. And you? Are you getting along with Herc?
Douglas: Well... Sleeping with the CEO got him in the Captain's seat. But I'm not complaining. Better First Officer than... that.
Martin: If you say so.
Douglas: Martin? Is something the matter? How about the Missus? All lovey-dovey, I guess.
Martin: Yes. It's fine. She's fine. Everything's fine. Fine... just fine.
Douglas: Oh Martin!
Martin: What?
Douglas: Every time you use a word five times I know there's something wrong. Don't tell me you're messing this up... again.
Martin: I don't...
Douglas: Your lying is better than Arthur's but still not good enough to fool me – the master. Martin, you colossal berk. What did you do?
Martin: Nothing! I did nothing! I mean... I love her... she's... wonderful. She's the best thing that ever happened to me...
Douglas: And yet, and yet...
Martin: I really, really love her, Douglas. But... but... I... I miss you.
Douglas: Good Lord, Martin... I never thought I would be saying it someday – but I miss you too. Herc's really no fun in the flightdeck. He won't play flightdeck buckaroo. He won't bet for the cheesetray and...
Martin: Douglas.
Douglas: Yes?
Martin: That's not how I meant it.
Douglas: No?
Martin: No. (sighs) I miss you. Really.
Douglas: Oh?
Martin: And in a total inappropriate way. (takes a deep breath) There. I said it.
Douglas: Oh.
Martin: Yes, well... God, Douglas! I'm... I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said anything. Forget that I... Will you forget it, please? And never mention it again?
Douglas: Martin... I'm flattered, but... you see... I never thought about you in that way.
Martin: And you never will. I understand. I don't know what's gotten into me.
Douglas: Well... Martin... what about... Theresa?
Martin: What about her? What do you mean?
Douglas: Does she know? Does she... suspect?
Martin: (laughs bitterly) No. She's completely... innocent. She's really wonderful. As I said before, I love her. Really, Douglas. You have to believe me. I never thought... it would be like this... I never... You see, my other relationships... they were rather short-lived. At the start it was always nice, but then... it grew... kind of boring. And I always thought, it was because I haven't met the right girl yet and I... I never suspected, that there was something wrong with me. It simply never occurred to me that it was so boring because I might be gay. I'm such a failure.
Douglas: And... are you sure? I mean... perhaps it's her...
Martin: No. It's not her fault that I have to think about naked men or my former First Officer when I'm with her... just to... make it work.
Douglas: Wow, that's just... I don't know what to say.
Martin: Didn't happen often.
Douglas: Seldom... indeed. And clearly never because of you.
Martin: Well... I better get going.
Douglas: Martin... what are you gonna do?
Martin: Nothing.
Douglas: You're not gonna tell her?
Martin: Not that it concerns you, but: No. I won't tell her.
(to be continued...)