It's Only You and Me
a series of Moments in Cameron and Daniel's relationship
summary:a series of moments in Cameron and Daniel's relationship as they come together
genre: Romance
rated: PG-13 (just cause of the all the kissies and occasional dirtyness)
content warnings: swearing, boy/boy lovin
author note: each story is paired with a song lyric that either fit with the specific chapter or inspired that chapter. i just love these boys together :) whether its the actors or the characters or a mix of both I feel like there's this wonderful chemistry between Cameron and Daniel and I wanted to explore that from a slash and romantic standing.
disclaimer: All characters in this story belong to MGM and the creators of Stargate SG1. The characters are not mine, as much as i would like to keep them and play with them all day n the way I wish they would have them play with each other on the show ;)
"Here we are, on Earth together, it's you and I. God has made us fall in love, it's true."
"You and I" - Michael Bublé
When Cameron was a kid, the most exciting things he could imagine was flying a jet plane and joining the space program. When Cameron was a teenager, the most enticing things he could imagine was finding out for himself if cheerleader Leah Roberts stuffed her bra or if running back Trevor Quinto stuffed his jockstrap. In his twenties it was the Air Force career ahead of him and in his thirties it was the Stargate Program.
Now, comfortably resting on the edge of forty, the most exciting and enticing prospect of his life was standing out on the balcony watching the sunset.
Vacation time. It was almost unheard of in their line of work. But with the recent defeat of the Ori under their belt, and no immediate threat to the planet or galaxy, General Landry ordered most of the base to take time off. SG1 was under threat of court marital if they came within a ten mile radius of Cheyenne Mountain in less than a two week period.
So with that, Sam went to San Diego to spend time with her brother and nieces. Teal'c went offworld to visit Bra'tac, as well as spend time with Rya'c and his wife and to meet his newborn granddaughter. And as for Vala, she was on a ten day cruise to the Bahamas.
Which left Cameron and Daniel, the highlight of his current life, were on their way-belated honeymoon in a cozy bunk for two, sailing the tropic seas. Cameron didn't mind that Vala was in the room next door; after all she had no where else to go on her vacation, so the two invited her to tour one of the more beautiful parts of her still-new home world. Between the open bar, dance hall, a packed suitcase of halter summer dresses in every color, and a vast amount of tanned men and women, Vala didn't really spend too much time with her teammates.
Cameron dressed comfortably in camouflage cargo shorts and a black t-shirt was just returning from getting them a couple margaritas when he spotted Daniel on the verandah. Their room's verandah provided the perfect spot for Daniel to go out and read while listening to the sound of the sea, feeling the mist of the water as his toes pressed against the railing, and the sun on his face.
But just as the sun began to set Daniel, dressed in grey board shorts and a thin white Henley tee, had abandoned his book and was now leaning up against the railing. The wind of the evening air was cool as the cruise ship dipped over the waves. Cameron smiled at the sight of his lover so relaxed, so at peace. This was exactly what he needed after over ten years of chaos and non-stop adventure.
Cameron, balancing the margaritas in his hands, managed to slide the glass door open with his hip. Placing them on the small table near the deck chair Daniel was occupying earlier, Cameron slid his way behind Daniel, his arms flanking Daniel's waist, moving close to rest his chin on Daniel's shoulder. Daniel leaned his head back and sunk into Cameron's embrace as they watched the sun slowly set.
"Sometimes I forget what Earth has to offer," Daniel sighed, taking in the sight of the sun as it kissed the water, the brilliant oranges and yellows piercing the turquoise of the ocean.
"I think it's highly underrated." As Cameron spoke, Daniel could feel his smile against his neck. "Say what you will about God, but he does paint a pretty picture."
"I don't know about your God, boys," a voice spoke from the veranda to the left, a familiar face peeking over the wall as Vala leaned over her own balcony, "but the bartender here makes a fantastic Margarita."
Daniel laughed as Cameron grabbed the drinks he had brought back with him. Handing one to Daniel they moved towards Vala's outstretched glass and three friends clinked their drinks together.