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First Kiss: Lorne/Ronon

Fandom: Stargate Atlantis

Category/Rated: Slash, PG

Year/Length: 2009/ ~598 words

Pairing: Lorne/Ronon

Disclaimer: No, I don't own them, for which I should think they're profoundly grateful.

Prompt: Lorne/Ronon, first kiss

Author's Notes: Give me any two characters I write and I'll tell you about their first kiss

Feedback: Yes please. Even if it's bad. Especially if it's bad.


Ronon doesn't really notice Lorne at first. He doesn't belong to Sheppard's team, he's not part of the command, he's not a doctor. He just blurs into the mass of faces and uniforms, unfamiliar accents and the weird sense of walls around him again, after all this time without.

The first time Lorne really registers as Lorne, not just another person, is when Sheppard's turning into a bug. Suddenly, Lorne's everywhere, all the time, looking worn and worried and just like Ronon feels. They don't talk to each other, much, but after the two marines get killed trying to get into the bug nest, Ronon pats Lorne's shoulder on the walk back to the gate, and Lorne looks at him and smiles, a little, like maybe that made him feel better. And maybe it makes Ronon feel a bit better as well, but no-one's going to ask him, and he's always kept his secrets well.

Not that it matters: he knows Sheppard skipped over a lot of stuff when Ronon first got to Atlantis, but Ronon's used to picking up stuff from locker room talk between soldiers. Lorne seems like a decent enough guy that Ronon's not eager to put him in that situation. Doesn't mean they can't be friends though.


Ronon's fairly sure a group trip to Earth could be a lot of fun, but not when he's taking the trip alongside Carson's coffin. They're booked on a flight first thing the next morning, and into a hotel for the night. It's Dr Cole who suggests they have dinner in the restaurant there, but there's only so much she and Zelenka and Lorne can do to cover for Sheppard and McKay's absolute silence, even when Ronon tries to help out. It's hard to think of things to say when Carson's dead.

They've got four rooms between six of them. Everyone (except for Dr Cole) agrees that she should take one on her own, and no-one questions that McKay and Sheppard will bunk up. Ronon's not sure how he and Lorne end up together, but he doesn't care. He's pretty sure he doesn't want to be alone on a strange planet, so much so that he barely registers that they're sharing a bed.

He wakes up, disoriented, because Lorne's talking. Well, muttering more than talking, too low for Ronon to make out the words, but he sounds upset. Ronon's halfway to reaching for him before he wonders whether he should, or if Lorne would prefer to keep this secret. Then he decides he doesn't care, because Lorne is his friend, and he sounds like he's hurting, and of all the things people are suffering through right now, this is one Ronon can fix.

"Wake up," he says quietly, shaking Lorne's arm, keeping back, just in case. "Wake up, you're dreaming."

Lorne comes awake very fast, but very still, and blinks at Ronon in the light from outside. "What happened?"

"Nothing. You were dreaming."

He sees the recall why they're where they are wash over Lorne's face, his eyes flickering closed for a moment before he sits up. "Right."

"Hey," Ronon says, touching a hand to Lorne's back, covered by a t-shirt, not sure what he's asking. Lorne sits very still for a second, then turns, sudden and sharp, right in Ronon's space, and kisses his, fast and hard and desperate. He tastes of sleep and fear and grief, and Ronon doesn't care, kisses back with all the sleep and fear and grief of his own.

It's not a great beginning, but it's a beginning, just the same.

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