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Inspired by BPAL's Shill.

Title: Would Be His Thoughts
Author: voleuse
Fandom: The OC
Pairing: Summer/Ryan
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Summary: Narcissism fails to capture my love.
Notes: Set mid-S2

It all starts when Cohen refuses to watch Mr. & Mrs. Smith with her. Not even a matinee. Not even on a bootleg she got from the skeezy sophomore that's always hanging out by the drinking fountain beside the gym.

"I refuse to encourage your obsessive--and slightly creepy, might I add--devotion to Brad Pitt," he pronounces.

She presents the washed-out photo of the bootleg's cover. "Not even for Angelina Jolie? Come on, Cohen. She's totally hot."

"Not even for Angelina Jolie," he responds, and he doesn't even look.

And that's when Summer starts to think that Cohen might be a little bit gay.


Marissa, being Marissa, is unavailable for normal things like hanging out with her best friend on a Friday night. She has too many things to do. Or, one particular person.

Summer wonders if everyone she knows has abandoned the heterosexual lifestyle. Not that she cares, much, but she'd really like to go see the damn movie already.

She doesn't even bother calling Zach, because hello. Duh.


And the way everything falls out, somehow, is that Ryan shows up at her bedroom door on a Thursday night, looking vaguely uncomfortable, yet determined.

"Girlfriend?" Summer asks, letting the door swing open and returning to her yoga mat.

"Home." Ryan hovers in the doorway for a second, then ambles over. Sits one and a half feet away from her and leans against his knees. "She thinks Angelina Jolie is an insult to womanhood in general. Something about ridiculous expectations and playing to stereotypes."

Summer considers the idea. "Bullshit," she decides.

Ryan doesn't smile, much.

Summer hits play on her remote control.


Summer shifts where she sits.

Ryan clears his throat.

"That was hot," she observes.

He clears his throat again. "Yeah."

She looks over at him, carefully training her eyes on his face, and not. There.

"Is it weird?" She bites her lip, gestures vaguely in the space between them. "This. I mean."

Ryan's jaw flexes, and she holds up a hand.

"Never mind. Don't answer that."

He nods. "Right."



She spends the next half hour looking sidelong and down, wishing he'd move his arm two inches, so she could know for sure, and stop imagining.

But he doesn't, and she doesn't. She tries not to squirm.

After the movie, she offers him a soda, or whatever, and he says he should get back because it's late.

She walks him to the door, and they stand there awkwardly.

"Thanks," she says. "For coming. To watch the movie."

"Yeah," he replies. He is not looking at her face. Kind of lower.

Summer crosses her arms over her chest, and his eyes snap up.

She raises an eyebrow, and thinks she should have worn a bra.

"So," he says. "Good night."

"Night," she mutters as he walks away.

She stands in the doorway until Mrs. Cohen's SUV has left the driveway.

"Yeah," she says to herself. "Weird."


They never speak of it again.


A/N: Title and summary adapted from Billy Collins' Freud. Link courtesy of breathe_poetry.

Originally linked here.



( 10 comments — Leave a comment )
Oct. 16th, 2005 11:11 pm (UTC)
Mmmm, hard-on spotting. :) One of my favorite sports of ALL time. Adorable. :)
Nov. 28th, 2005 06:20 pm (UTC)
Isn't it, though? *g* Thanks!
Oct. 17th, 2005 01:31 am (UTC)
YOU WROTE RYAN/SUMMER FIC! *hyperventales* Oh, my God!!! YOU wrote it. This makes me so happy. And the story, of course, is SO good. Ryan/Summer! You totally got Summer's character and the moments was just... Seriously having trouble breathing.
Nov. 28th, 2005 06:21 pm (UTC)
I harbor a not-so-secret love for Ryan/Summer. *g*

Thank you!
Nov. 6th, 2005 03:09 am (UTC)
Hee, awesome! Very Summer!
Nov. 28th, 2005 06:22 pm (UTC)
*g* Thanks!
Mar. 19th, 2006 09:56 pm (UTC)
ZOMG, Summer/Ryan!

They're my I-know-it-won't-ever-happen-but-my-God-they'd-be-so-hot-together 'ship. *thinks* Much like most of my other 'ships, actually.


I love that Ryan and Summer are the only two who want to see Mr & Mrs Smith (Ryan is far more superficial than he'd like to believe); that Summer spends quite a bit of the movie she so desperately wanted to see trying to check out whether or not Ryan has an erection; and of course, that Ryan is caught staring at Summer's boobs. Hee. Such fun!
May. 12th, 2006 07:39 pm (UTC)
Thank you so much! I'm such a huge fan of Summer/Ryan, though I don't think all of my love was conveyed here.

Have you read lalejandra's fic? She has some truly awesome S/R posted.
May. 12th, 2006 08:28 pm (UTC)

Read? No. Inhaled, devoured, and consumed? Ohhh, yeah. *g*
Jun. 20th, 2008 06:21 am (UTC)
This is made of lots and lots of win! Fantastic job. :)
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