A sort of Drabble...

Yeah, yeah, I know a drabble's 100 words, but @ ds_slash, we were to do it in 100-200 words and I figured I'd post the outcome *g* -- it's part of the drabble-tree that you can find here

"It’s my father."

Fraser frowned, giving Ray a questioning glance.

Ray shrugged. "I think he thinks we're..."

"That we are what, Ray?"

Sitting down next to Fraser on the couch, Ray sighed deeply. He leaned back and closed his eyes. "You know... that we're..." Ray gestured between them.

"I am not altogether sure I know to what you are referring."

A low growl escaped Ray. The damned Mountie was going to force him to spell it out. "I'm pretty sure he thinks we're together." There, it was out, now he wasn't going to open his eyes. He didn't want to see Fraser pull back from him because it made him feel uneasy.

"Ah... Am I to deduct that with 'together' you mean..."

"Yeah," Ray cut him off.

"Ah..." There was a shift on the couch.

Ray finally found the courage to open his eyes and found Fraser, not pulling away, but a little closer than before. Clearing his throat, Ray just had to ask. "Doesn't that bother you?"

"Does it bother you?"

Ray took a deep breath, then let it out slowly. "Not really."

For that, he was rewarded a smile from Fraser he'd never seen before. But one he really liked.

::goes back to writing on the crossover::