Disclaimer: I do not own Star Trek: Deep Space Nine.
Author's Note: Garak/Bashir Wow...now every time Garak or Dukat comes on the screen I get twitterpated...hee hee don't tell my boyfriend! I also really like the Garak/Ziyal couple...anybody with Garak just make me swoon.
Julian's ABCs
I is for Inferno
Julian held Garak's cheek against his bare chest. The Cardassian was asleep, breathing slowly as if he was in stasis. His skin was even hotter than usual, radiating in the small, dark room so that Julian felt like he was in the middle of the pits of an inferno.
Slowly running his fingers through Garak's coarse, black hair, Julian started to whisper. "Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art-"
He paused. The line he had been whispering was from the poem "Bright Star" by John Keats, a Romantic poet from ancient Earth. The poem was thought to have been written about Keats's lover, Fanny. His bright star.
"Not in lone splendour hung aloft in the night, And watching, with eternal lids apart, Like nature's patient, sleepless Eremite," Julian continued, whispering to Garak even though the Cardassian could not hear him. "The moving waters, at their priestlike task."
Garak stirred. "Of pure ablution round earth's human shores." The Cardassian whispered the next line, raising his head off of Julian's chest and peering up at him.
"I'm sorry if I woke you." Julian kissed Garek's forehead.
Garek smiled. "I have woken to worse things than ancient poetry whispered by a handsome man. In fact, I think it's my new favorite way to wake up." He leaned up and kissed Julian softly on the nose.
