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15 April 2010 @ 11:40 pm
fic, Chuck: The Last Men On Earth (Bryce/Chuck), light R  
Title: The Last Men On Earth
Rating: light R
Pairing: Bryce/Chuck
Words: 1287
Summary: That’s what Chuck’s life is now: empty motels, stealing gas tanks for a car that will probably fall apart on its own soon-ish, and Bryce Larkin, in a nuclear fucking wasteland where you can’t even risk rain touching your skin.
Spoilers: general S2, goes AU sometimes before the finale.
Disclaimer: Chuck isn't mine, Bryce would've been a regular.
A/N: originally written for gigglemonster for the Five acts meme with post-apocalypse, rain, motels as prompts. First time I write the pairing. Go easy on me? *hides*

All Chuck has noticed in the last three months, is that everyone is gone.

Everyone but Bryce, goes unsaid.

He has spent most of his time wondering if they’re the last two people alive on the planet, and considering that Bryce is, as stated, the only person he has seen in three months, he might have a point here.

“You read I Am Legend too many times,” Bryce says whenever Chuck brings that point up. That’s, by the way, when Chuck is glad he’s stuck with Bryce. At least Bryce gets his references, and viceversa. It could have been worse. Hell, he thinks sometimes, Casey would have been way less fun, and then he remembers that he hasn’t seen Casey and Sarah in months because they stayed behind to bring everyone else to safety, and he doesn’t know whether they’re still alive.

Bryce thinks they are, which is why they’re trying to get across the country, but it’s been two months and they’re still in Virginia. Well, they had to walk for the first month or so, and they found a car just last week. Nuclear bombs erasing the entire East Coast tend to make traveling difficult.

(Bryce had suddenly appeared in Chuck’s room, probably got in through the window, and told him he had to bring him to some safe place in New York because there was a risk, and Sarah and Casey were going to take care of Morgan, Ellie, Awesome and everyone else. A week later, he was in an underground bunker. He stayed there with Bryce for a month. Bryce had told him it was a precaution because there was an ‘unstable international situation’. Yeah. Of course. Which brought a nice nuclear bomb on the east coast and one in the center. And now there aren’t people. There just aren’t. Anywhere.)

They eat canned stuff and every motel they crash in at the end of the day is empty. No need to pay, but then again, who needs money? That’s what Chuck’s life is now: empty motels, stealing gas tanks for a car that will probably fall apart on its own soon-ish, and Bryce Larkin, in a nuclear fucking wasteland where you can’t even risk rain touching your skin.

Bryce seems always worried when he looks at him. Chuck tries not to mind. It doesn’t even feel weird anymore.

He feels like he shouldn’t even be there, like Bryce shouldn’t have bothered. What need there is for an intersect when you don’t have anything to flash on, anyway?

The weird thing is that he doesn’t get why, with tons of rooms to choose for, they always consciously go for the one with the single bed.

“Will we ever stop?” Chuck asks, sometimes.

“I swore you we’d find them, didn’t I? Maybe… maybe it gets better. There weren’t bombs launched in the West.”

Chuck lies in the dark, trying to believe that, and not to think about how good of a liar Bryce can be.

--

“This isn’t I Am Legend,” Chuck snaps at the beginning of month five, “it’s more like The Last Man On Earth, except that we’re two and we don’t look like Vincent Price and there aren’t vampires around. Well. Yeah, it was a rip-off of that other one anyway.”

“I’m sorry,” Bryce whispers, and Chuck feels guilty. After all, everything Bryce did was keeping him alive. He couldn’t have known they’d end up like this.

“Hey. Not your fault if civilization is gone.”

“Yes, but I followed orders and brought just you. I should have convinced Sarah to come with everyone else. I shouldn’t have brought you far from all the others.”

His voice sounds wracked and as Chuck, not really able to help himself, wraps his arms around Bryce’s shoulders, he asks himself how he could ever hate him that much. Not to mention that he’s the one with a problem and he’s the one trying to, er, do something to cheer Bryce up. No one ever said his life wasn’t weird.

--

They’re out of gas two weeks after month five starts and the small town in Nebraska they ended up in doesn’t have a gas station where they can steal a tank from.

“It’s fine,” Bryce says, “we’ll just steal another car.” If we find one that even starts, goes unsaid.

Chuck nods as he brings canned peas out of the bag of food they restock every time stealing stuff from random houses. He thinks about Ellie’s cooking for a second, unable not to, and he starts blinking hard because he can’t just start crying now. No use. No use at all.

A hand suddenly curls on the back of his neck.

“Chuck. Have I… have I ever done something which wasn’t in… in your ultimate best interest?” Bryce whispers, and Chuck swallows as he meets his stare. Bryce’s eyes are blue and piercing and wide in the darkness of the room, as rain falls down outside, and it feels like his words are stuck in his throat and won’t come out.

Ghobe’,” he whispers back when he can find his voice again, and he hears hail bouncing on the window.

Bryce chokes back something he was saying and Chuck doesn’t push him away, doesn’t even think about it, when Bryce moves forward and kisses him. He actually grabs Bryce’s hips and brings him forward as he kisses back, hard and messy and fast. It’s enough to make pleasant warmth bloom somewhere near his stomach, and if Bryce is kissing him like he has been wanting to do this since Stanford, at least, Chuck tries not to dwell on it too much.

They fall on the bed and then clothes are gone as hail pounds down harder on the window and Bryce’s hands are everywhere, touching him like it’s some kind of miracle (and maybe it is); he touches Chuck knowing where to apply pressure or where to let his fingertips ghost over his shivering frame, and Chuck just opens up and lets Bryce have his way.

It’s frightening, how much he realizes he wants it, but then Bryce is licking his own fingers and Chuck is spreading his legs, and when Bryce is inside him and the bed creaks beneath them, almost on rhythm with the rain outside, he has forgotten about everything else.

--

In the aftermath, rain and hail are still threatening to break the windows and Bryce has an arm around Chuck’s waist.

Chuck isn’t really sure where do they go from now.

“Isn’t this the time where awkward stuff happens?” he blurts out. “’Cause you know. Always does, when you make out with close friends and all. Now don’t tell me you’re not going to stick around or that it was a mistake or stuff.”

He says it trying to joke, because that’s the only way he has not to go stir crazy here because hey, he just had sex with Bryce Larkin and for a second it feels like he’s in college all over again (and doesn’t it feel good to freak out over this instead of the nuclear wasteland), but then Bryce’s arm slightly tugs him closer.

“I tend to stick around, Chuck. Especially since I’ve been wanting to do this for… let’s not say how much.”

Chuck swallows.

“So it doesn’t just, get awkward?”

“Just if you want to be.”

“A-ha. Fine. And, uh, you’re just, keeping on sticking around?”

“Hochlog,” Bryce whispers again, and Chuck shivers. “Besides, I told you we’d find them.”

“Maj,” Chuck whispers back, the Klingon feeling way too familiar on his mouth, and as he snuggles back into Bryce, he thinks for the first time in a while that maybe they aren’t entirely hopeless.

End.


Klingon stuff:
*Ghobe' = no
*Hochlog = always
*Maj = good
 
 
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on rotation: the good son - nick cave
 
 
 
daria234daria234 on May 4th, 2010 03:14 am (UTC)
This is wonderful!! I love their dynamic here, how they need different things from each other but they both need it badly. And the terror of not knowing who's left.

Love these lines esp:

"Chuck lies in the dark, trying to believe that, and not to think about how good of a liar Bryce can be."

"and doesn’t it feel good to freak out over this instead of the nuclear wasteland),"
the female ghost of tom joad: chuck chuck/brycejanie_tangerine on May 4th, 2010 09:13 am (UTC)
Aw, thanks so much! I'm really glad that you liked it especially because I never wrote the pairing before and I was kind of fretting. ;) And I do have a thing for post apocalyptic stuff so it's great to know this worked for you. Thank you again!! :D
twilighthdfantwilighthdfan on May 4th, 2010 08:21 am (UTC)
Wow. This was so good. I loved how natural it felt for them to come together and yay! for the Klingon. Great fic! Loved it :)

(Any chance of more?)
the female ghost of tom joad: chuck chuck/brycejanie_tangerine on May 4th, 2010 09:14 am (UTC)
Chuck/Bryce without Klingon is... like SPN without Sam or Dean, lol. ;) (sorry, the icon was inspiring.) I'm so glad you did, thank you!! :D

(And uh, I should really finish the fic for the AU challenge which I totally couldn't manage before the deadline which was Chuck/Bryce too so not for now. But if later I feel like I can write more of this I'll surely give it a go.)
twilighthdfantwilighthdfan on May 4th, 2010 09:29 am (UTC)
And uh, I should really finish the fic for the AU challenge which I totally couldn't manage before the deadline which was Chuck/Bryce too so not for now.

Yay! for more Chuck/Bryce AU. And *cough* I should really go finish that too.
Ashcat: White_Collar_RPS: Matt Bomerphotoash on May 6th, 2010 04:47 pm (UTC)
Really enjoyed this!! I like the au setting and what you did with it!
the female ghost of tom joad: chuck bryce <3333333janie_tangerine on May 6th, 2010 10:22 pm (UTC)
Aw, I'm so glad that you did! :D Thank you so much for reading. :)
sandssavvy: Brycesandssavvy on May 13th, 2010 08:23 am (UTC)
Awesome fic. I enjoyed your writing style. Chuck/Bryce is my OTP.
the female ghost of tom joad: chuck chuck/brycejanie_tangerine on May 13th, 2010 12:26 pm (UTC)
Thank you so very much! And mm, your icon. <333 And Bryce/Chuck = totally my Chuck OTP too. ;)
ladyyueh: perfect tenladyyueh on June 1st, 2010 06:53 am (UTC)
I love this pairing. Thank you for writing it so well in such a fascinating situation. I'm a fan of post apocalypse stuff as well. XD

the female ghost of tom joad: chuck chuck/brycejanie_tangerine on June 1st, 2010 08:37 am (UTC)
Thanks so much! :D I'm so really glad you liked it, and eeee, I love the pairing and post apocalypse stuff too, like it wasn't stated.. ;) Thanks again!
Kirinin: rooftopweddingkirinin on July 7th, 2010 03:48 am (UTC)
Just really well-done. I couldn't help but feel the tension you created here, and while I would *love* to see more in this universe, I understand why you stopped it here. This was very powerful stuff. :)

-K
the female ghost of tom joad: chuck chuck/brycejanie_tangerine on July 7th, 2010 08:23 am (UTC)
Thank you so very much! :D I'm so glad that you liked this. And well, I did technically stop because it felt complete and I was writing in comments, but if I get idea for it I wouldn't be adverse to go back to it. Except that atm I don't, but who knows. ;) Thanks again! <3