Ice
Copyright December 29, 2000 by Matthew Haldeman-Time
Rating: R
Pairing: Nick Carter/Brian Littrell
Disclaimer: The young men who comprise the Backstreet Boys are their own people. The author has not met anyone here described, nor does the author mean to suggest that these people act this way in real life. This writing is a work of fiction. I make no money from this venture.
Dedication: This slashfic is for Ewan McGregor and the Savage Garden slashers. It's also for Dayse. And Samuel Richardson. And Drew and Jeff, who wrote "Yesterday's Letter," which gave me a title. (Now I want a story about Drew and Jeff writing together.)
Wherein there's sex! Violence! And vulgarities! Sort of.
Notice: Suddenly the title strikes me as a bit too "Sesame Street."
Man, this is so stupid. No phone calls. No e-mail. Making me sit down with this lousy ass piece of paper. What are you, a girl or something? Making me write you letters.
Yeah, you go ahead and whip it out, prove you're no girl.
If you think I'm going to write to you, you can forget it. This is the only letter you're getting from me.
-Nick
Pick up the damned phone!
-Nick
I'm not writing to you. You either answer the phone or I'll send a freaking singing telegram.
And I'll hire one of the Sink Boys to sing it.
-Nick
Hope you enjoyed your Chris K. serenade.
-Nick
Pick up the the goddamned motherfucking telephone or I'll
-Nick
Okay. You want to play it your way? We can play it your way.
Ahem.
Brian, darling, how have you been? The weather's lovely here. I hope that you're having a wonderful grand old time.
You lousy motherfucker.
I'd spray this with perfume or something, if I were a girl. I guess cologne would work, but you took the good stuff with you.
Maybe I'll just piss on it.
-Nick
I miss you.
-Frack
Remind me never to write when I'm drunk.
-Nick
Kevin is pissing me off. He's the biggest bastard in the world sometimes. Please tell me you're not really related to him. Maybe his folks just picked him up by the side of the road. He's really an alien bastard son masquerading as a human being. But you can tell he's inhuman because he has no fucking emotions or feelings or anything, just a stick up his ass.
Maybe he doesn't even have an asshole.
Let me go rip him one.
I miss your ass.
-Nick
I meant that more than one way.
-Nick
I guess you have me writing to you after all. There's nobody here to talk to. Kevin's an asshole, AJ's doing his own thing, and you know about Howie. All of my other friends are losers. And my family's all about Aaron now.
When are you coming back?
-Nick
Kevin hit me.
I wasn't going to tell you.
This photographer got a shot of the bruise. I can't wait to see that picture all over the place. AJ said you'd probably see it, so I should tell you. But you'll see it before this letter gets to you anyway.
It looks worse than it is.
-Nick
It wasn't hard or anything.
And he's really sorry.
-Nick
If I jerk off one more time, my dick is going to bleed.
You do know that's me calling you every night, right?
-Nick
You wanted me to write to you. I'm writing to you.
Don't think that I'm whipped or anything.
You're okay, right?
Things are kind of a mess here.
I think we need you. We're driving each other nuts. The balance is off or something without you.
That was kind of a metaphor, wasn't it?
-Nick
Does metaphor mean what I think it means?
When are you coming back?
Should I start seeing other people?
-Nick
I didn't mean that.
-Nick
Maybe I did.
-Nick
I went out tonight. Met a hot guy. Got laid.
Jealous?
-Nick
Are you a crueller motherfucker than I am?
Yes. You are. Because you know I'm full of shit. You're the one running off and disappearing, but first you lay down all of these rules like you're God or something, about what I can and can't do.
Fuck you.
Screw you.
Answer the goddamned phone.
-Nick
Your cousin's a royal bitch weasel.
I hate him.
-Nick
I'm going to kill Kevin.
Then I'm going to bring him back from the dead just so I can kill him again.
I don't even care if I go to jail for it.
-President and Founder of
the Kevin-Hater Fan Club
I hope only that jaw is hereditary.
If you turn out like him, I'm dumping you.
-Leader of the Kevin Death
Squad
You're talking to him?!
You motherfucking traitor bastard!
You talk to him and not to me?
I call and you know it's me, I know you know it's me you lousy motherfucker, and you don't talk to me, that'd be against these bastard-ass rules! But you talk to him?!
Why the hell are you talking to him and not to me?!
Son of a bitch.
-Nick
You know I know you hate it when I swear, right?
Because we both know it turns you on.
-Nick
I know what else turns you on.
I know all about it.
I know everything about you.
-Nick
Did that last letter sound like I'm a stalker?
Maybe I am.
Fuck it.
-Nick
What did you do to him?!
He's being so fucking nice to me it's scary. If he smiles at me one more time, I'm going to smack him.
And he apologized. Like he meant it. Like he really meant it.
You must have said something. Put the fear of God into him or something.
The fear of Brian?
Is that why you were talking to him?
-Nick
You are coming home soon, right?
-Nick
Kevin's being nice. Make him stop it.
I miss you.
I want to fuck you.
-Nick
Write to me. If I'm writing to you, you have to write to me.
You made the rules. At least follow them, for fuck's sake.
-Nick
WRITE TO ME.
-Nick
Your line was busy all last night. Who are you talking to?
If you have a new boyfriend, I'm going to cut off his balls.
And yours.
-Nick
I know you don't have a new boyfriend.
You have me.
You'll never want anyone else.
Stop laughing.
-Nick
I'm so freaking bored.
At least with you around, things are interesting.
And if they're not, we can play basketball or have sex.
I like sex.
-Nick
P. S. Write to me.
You like sex.
-Nick
P. S. Write to me.
I'm bored and I'm mad at you. Kevin and AJ and Howie are bastards. I'm horny as hell and I don't know when I'll ever get laid again because you've fallen off of the face of the fucking earth.
Do you want me to hate you?
-Nick
P. S. Write to me.
We have a fucked-up relationship.
Thought you should know.
-Nick
P. S. Write to me.
Fucked up.
But it's the best thing that's happened to me.
Thought you should know that, too.
But I think you already do.
-Nick
I love you.
-Brian