18. "Wonderwall" by Oasis
"Rorschach…"
The merciless vigilante looked up from his journal, and over at Nite Owl. They were on the roof of some apartment building. The larger man was gazing out at the city, shifting his weight restlessly, crunching the gravel underfoot. Rorschach was crouched down, using the moonlight to write.
"Yes, Daniel?" Nite Owl cleared his throat, and stared intently at the horizon, ignoring Rorschach's piercing gaze.
"I, uh… You… You're…" Slowly, Rorschach closed his journal, and tucked it away in his jacket, eyes locked on Daniel's back.
"Thanks for…" Rorschach tilted his head a fraction of an inch, baffled. "God, it's been what, ten years? I think… Well… I'm glad we're partners," Nite Owl finished lamely, failing to say even a fraction of the things he wished he could express. He dared a glance at Rorschach (he was staring right back, confused) and then hastily turned away, face going red. He was an idiot! Idiot!
Rorschach stared at him a minute, longer, then pulled out his journal once more, but he couldn't think of anything meaningful to write.
a/n: moar crushing! And Rorschach is so flustered he doesn't know what to write. X3
