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Title: Five Thanksgivings
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 575
Pairing: Tim McManus/Sean Murphy



Thanksgiving, 1974

“What are you thankful for?”

Sean chewed on the plastic tip of the ballpoint pen as he tried to write an answer that would appease his teacher. I’m thankful for my family and my dog Pepper and that I’m getting okay grades in class and that grandma is cooking the turkey this year and not my Ma even though it means that I’m going to be away from home and not able to play basketball with Tim this weekend like I thought.

Later that afternoon, Tim cornered him. “What did you write on Mrs. Duffy’s essay?”

With a grin befitting an eleven-year-old, he said, “Thankful not to have to see your ugly mug this weekend.”

Tim grabbed him around the neck and rubbed Sean’s scalp with his fist.

“Watch the hair!”

“Just making sure you’ll be bald before I will.”


Thanksgiving, 1982

Sean took a drag of the joint. “Know what I’m thankful for?”

“Cheetos?”

“Nah, but pass them over.”

Tim complied. “Are your fingers orange?”

Sean looked at his hands. “No. Lemme see yours.”

Tim held out a hand. Sean grabbed it and leaned close. “They’re rather orange-y.”

The word “orange-y” only served to make Tim giggle. “See how they taste.”

Sean sucked one of Tim’s fingers into his mouth. “Mmm, but they’re not like an orange at all. Do you have orange juice?”

Tim laughed again.

“Know what I’m thankful for?”

“Orange juice?”

“Stop trying to guess,” he slapped Tim lightly in the chest.

“What are you thankful for?”

“That you’re home and that you go to a college where you can score some really good shit.”


Thanksgiving 1991

“Hey.” Tim’s soft voice rose above the sound of the monitors.

“Hey,” Sean replied. His voice sounded a little raspy. “How about that, huh?”

“How about that? Sean, you could have been killed.” Tim’s voice was a little shaky, expressing something that had been kicking around his head for the past forty-two hours.

“I wasn’t. Is it Thanksgiving?”

“Yes.”

“I don’t want the turkey dinner. It’d be like having dinner in prison. No turkey unless it’s my Ma’s.”

“You hate your Ma’s turkey.”

“True. Know something, Tim?”

“What?”

“’M glad you’re here.”

Tim’s fingers laced through his and squeezed. “Me too, buddy. Me too.”


Thanksgiving 1999

“Why’d we get drafted?”

“’Cause we’re the only two dumb enough to admit having nowhere to go today.”

“Right.”

“Quiet out there.”

“I think everyone’s in a turkey coma. Wanna go watch the end of the football game?”

“I’d love to, but I’m behind on paperwork.”

“Ah, come on. It’s tradition.”

“I guess tradition will have to wait ‘til next year.”

“Well, give me this. What are you thankful for?”

“Not having to spend time with my family.”

“You say that every year.”

“I mean it every year.”

“C’mon, Tim.”

“Fine. Being able to spend Thanksgiving with my best friend. Even if we are in prison.”

Sean laughed. “You make us sound like we’re delinquents.”

Tim raised an eyebrow. “Aren’t we?”


Thanksgiving 2005

Sean propped himself up on an elbow to look at Tim.

“It’s Thanksgiving,” he whispered.

“Again?” groaned Tim, wiping the sleep from his eyes.

“We’ve got company coming in six hours.”

“Let’s sleep in for another four and feed them frozen lasagna.”

Sean laughed and reached for Tim’s hand. He rubbed his thumb across the gold wedding band that rested there.

“Know what I’m thankful for?” he asked.

“Yeah,” Tim replied and smiled.

Date: 2010-11-25 12:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] severina2001.livejournal.com
Awwww. I love the progression here, very realistic.

Date: 2010-11-25 01:55 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Originally submitted by [livejournal.com profile] michele659 and accidentally deleted by [livejournal.com profile] cmk418

I loved seeing this retrospective of the two of them and their relationship through the years.
I like little Sean being thankful for his dog Pepper and for his mother not making the turkey,lol-even though that meant he couldn't play basketball with Tim,and the two of them stoned was so funny (orange-y IS a funny word).I loved Tim's concern for Sean and the image of them intwetwining their fingers and the slow unfolding of their feelings for each other from their childhood to being through so much at the prison.
The end was a nice surprise! I was glad the two of them found happiness.
I LOVED the last two lines,and the image of Sean rubbing his thumb over the wedding ring on Tim's hand. That was beautiful.

Date: 2010-11-25 04:23 pm (UTC)
natlet: my dog wishing she was allowed to lick my friend's face (oz - what now bitch!)
From: [personal profile] natlet
fffff <333333

i am thankful for this fiiiiic

This is so adorable, I can't even. Baby Sean! that grandma is cooking the turkey this year and not my Ma hahahaha ohh I love him. and the endddddd <3

Thank you, this was just what I needed this week!

Date: 2010-11-26 03:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] roguemarch.livejournal.com



I don't celebrate it but... I'm thankful because the fandom has such an amazing writer as you.

Happy Thanksgiving To you Pictures, Images and Photos

Lotta luv!

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