Idiot by Sam KW.
"I have no idea why you still keep that thing around. You are an idiot, you know that?" Hutch said, heading towards the parking lot after leaving the Torino with Merle.
"Yeah, yeah. What else is new?" grumbled Starsky.
Hutch didn’t like what he saw in Starsky’s eyes. "Hey, you know I call you an idiot when I love you. Don’t you?" he asked, nudging Starsky with his elbow.
Starsky snorted. "Don’t even wanna think what you would call me when you hate me," he replied. Starsky still looked hurt.
"Aww, Starsk You know I don’t hate you."
"Well you do- or you did, in the morning, when the Torino stopped in the middle of the traffic today. You didn’t even want to be partners anymore."
"I wasn’t mad at you Starsk- I was… I was mad at... at the Torino."
"Same thing. You hate the Torino- you hate me"
"Oh, come on."
"Don’t make me choose," Starsky had said, standing in the middle of the road in that blazing sun when Hutch was threatening him, and yes, Starsky loved his Torino.
"You would have chosen the Torino." Hutch muttered under his breath. It was not a question, but a statement. "You love it with your life! You would’ve chosen it! You would’ve chosen the Torino over me," Hutch concluded.
Starsky chuckled at the glum expression Hutch wore.
"Hey." Starsky’s arm traveled along Hutch’s shoulders. "Do you know of anyone that I love MORE than my life? Someone whom I would GIVE my life to? Someone I would DIE for?"
Hutch looked at his partner and thought he could’ve kissed him right there, right in the middle of Merle’s parking lot.
Instead he pulled Starsky closer to him. "Idiot!" was all what Hutch could think of.
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"I have no idea why you still keep that thing around. You are an idiot, you know that?" Hutch said, heading towards the parking lot after leaving the Torino with Merle.
"Yeah, yeah. What else is new?" grumbled Starsky.
Hutch didn’t like what he saw in Starsky’s eyes. "Hey, you know I call you an idiot when I love you. Don’t you?" he asked, nudging Starsky with his elbow.
Starsky snorted. "Don’t even wanna think what you would call me when you hate me," he replied. Starsky still looked hurt.
"Aww, Starsk You know I don’t hate you."
"Well you do- or you did, in the morning, when the Torino stopped in the middle of the traffic today. You didn’t even want to be partners anymore."
"I wasn’t mad at you Starsk- I was… I was mad at... at the Torino."
"Same thing. You hate the Torino- you hate me"
"Oh, come on."
"Don’t make me choose," Starsky had said, standing in the middle of the road in that blazing sun when Hutch was threatening him, and yes, Starsky loved his Torino.
"You would have chosen the Torino." Hutch muttered under his breath. It was not a question, but a statement. "You love it with your life! You would’ve chosen it! You would’ve chosen the Torino over me," Hutch concluded.
Starsky chuckled at the glum expression Hutch wore.
"Hey." Starsky’s arm traveled along Hutch’s shoulders. "Do you know of anyone that I love MORE than my life? Someone whom I would GIVE my life to? Someone I would DIE for?"
Hutch looked at his partner and thought he could’ve kissed him right there, right in the middle of Merle’s parking lot.
Instead he pulled Starsky closer to him. "Idiot!" was all what Hutch could think of.
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