My Real Thing
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Something in Josh’s eyes seemed to ask permission for something, the gentle question of Can I? and it was Josh. Sam would say yes to almost anything he asked of him, would stay if he uttered the words, was leaving because he’d said to. It was a dangerous thing to realize at that moment, crashing over him like a cold wave, the power Josh had without even asking for it, without even knowing. The ache in his chest grew, spread through him, and he allowed the twitching in his fingers to give in to grabbing hold of Josh’s wrist, locking their hands together. Josh’s eyes flickered between his own, the question still there, and then his other hand was grabbing hold of Sam’s lapel and-
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Sam is leaving for New York, leaving DC and Josh and his dreams of politics for corporate law. And Josh has never really been one for expressing himself with words, so why would his goodbye be anything but an action?
Written for twwpride event on Tumblr, for the Prompt First Kiss/First TimeSeries
- Part 1 of My Real Thing
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Josh Lyman. Sam had known when he left for New York nearly eight years ago that all it would take was three words, three measly words, from him—the real thing—for him to abandon everything. The promise they’d made the night Sam had told him about the job offer, hidden in the back corner of some DC bar with the letters worn off the sign outside with beer bottles sweating their labels off in the late summer heat, clung to the back of his mind every time his thoughts so much as drifted off his work.
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The story of the First Bartlet Campaign, from when Sam and Josh join to the election, with the added slowburn of Samjosh and a great deal of pining, as well as all the found family one can hope for with these disasters.Series
- Part 2 of My Real Thing
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Josh exhaled shakily, unable to move from where the weight of everything seemed to almost press down on him. He’d thought maybe, just maybe, he could break through to Matt. Maybe, if he just made him realize what this law meant for him, Josh could pretend better to everyone else that he wasn’t personally involved in this, that he himself didn’t have stakes in it. Except he did, more so than he’d even thought of letting himself address with other people, because if he did, then this thing with Sam that nobody but them had known about until just under a year ago would be something that wasn’t just theirs anymore.
The words had almost slipped out, though, with Matt. He’d almost admitted it in a fit of adrenaline-fueled panic and anger at the entire situation—why did he have to be the one to accept defeat, to discover face-to-face how hopeless their fight really was? He’d almost told Matt Skinner, a relatively high-ranking, republican member of Congress. No matter his own sexuality, that could’ve been the end to it all, the end to Sam. He’d almost ruined any chance of Sam getting where Josh knew he’d get to one day, and god, how he hated that them being them had the possibility of doing that.Series
- Part 3 of My Real Thing