Icon by @ThatSpookyAgent. Call me Tir or Julian. 37. He/They. Queer. Twitter: @tirlaeyn. ao3: tirlaeyn. 18+ Only. Star Trek. The X-Files. Sandman. IwtV. OMFD. Definitionless in this Strict Atmosphere.
What are you to do when the kids want to go carolling and almost nobody on the station celebrates Christmas? Bring them to your Muslim friend and his Cardassian boyfriend, of course.
Miles hesitated a moment before ringing. There was a not insignificant chance that Julian was ‘entertaining’ at this hour. Miles never came over unannounced for precisely this reason. But tradition was tradition, and the kids could sing one song and then they’d be on their way and Julian and any special friend he had over could continue with whatever they were doing. And anyway, no one was forcing Julian to answer if he was otherwise occupied.
He pressed the button.
“Who is it?” Julian called, almost immediately. So he wasn’t that busy, then.
“Miles. And Molly. And the Petersen boys.” All the same, Miles thought it best to make the kids’ presence very, very clear before Julian opened the door.
“Oh! Right! Just a moment!” The door swept open to reveal a slightly confused Julian, wrapped in a shiny blue and gold thing that even Miles could tell was tasteless. The room behind him was atmospherically lit, about 40 per cent normal station levels, if his engineer’s eye was any judge. A couple of candles flickered away on shelves, and what appeared to be the remains of dinner for two sat on the table. They were definitely interrupting.
“Hello kids, Miles.“ Julian’s confused look was replaced with a grin as he took in the sight before him — Molly and her two friends dressed in red and wearing red and green stocking caps with bells on the tassels, and Miles in a badly-fitting knitted jumper with a stylised red-nosed reindeer on the front. “Don’t tell me it’s Christmas already!”
Miles shrugged apologetically. “Sorry, Julian. I know you don’t do Christmas, but the kids wanted to go carolling.” And as not many people on the station would be even passingly familiar with the custom, he’d had no choice but to come to Julian. At least Julian had been raised in a part of the world that still maintained some Christmas traditions. Miles had gambled on him being able to recognise Christmas carolling when he saw it.
“That’s no problem!” It genuinely was no problem, if Julian’s delighted face was anything to go by. “Garak! Come here! Speaking of Earth traditions!”
Wait, Garak? Had Julian finally…? Or were they just…? Miles didn’t have time to even frame the question properly in his mind before the Cardassian slipped into the doorway beside Julian. And stood very close to him.
im 100% convinced that the doylist reason garak and bashir are always getting Lunch and never dinner after their 1:03 “past prologue” post-hookup Official First Date is that dinner is just Too Gay. but from a watsonian perspective. i fukking Love It. its Future 1996 and the straights haven’t even heard of brunch but here come the homosexuals and their Space waffles their goat cheese frittata their Alien eggs benny and bottomless mimosas. it’s 14:00 hours on a tuesday. time to put on ur best mixed-print tunic daydrink on the promenade and express very loud opinions about Art
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Julian Bashir/Elim Garak Characters: Julian Bashir, Elim Garak Additional Tags: Post-Canon Cardassia, Fade to Black, Julian being stubborn, Caring partner Garak, heatstroke, Cardassia is unsuitable for humans most of the time Series: Part 2 of Almost Pillow Talk Summary:
Summer approaches. Sleep is a luxury. The heat is almost deadly. Still, Dr. Julian Bashir would rather be nowhere else
i know i KNOW sid is only 2 inches taller than andy but you HAVE to understand that garak and julian have severe Relationship With Height Difference Energy and garak is a short king. next question
oh noooo you discovered a song from my secret cardassian kpop playlist 😭
i actually listening to this while sketching my ageswap au thingy and i did write a short synopsis for the au for our server, but i’ll share it here too!
garak (who goes by plain simple elim) is a 27 yr old obisian order operative and sent to ds9 to suck (pun intended) as much information out of starfleet officers as possible. he immediately gets sidetracked by the handsome older dr bashir (“no you cannot call me julian. its dr bashir.”) whos freshly divorced, a veteran of the border wars and wanted a more “peaceful” job after serving on a starship. a bajoran station in the middle of nowhere seemed like just the thing.
dr bashir, while a high ranking officer (commander) isnt rly of much interest to elims assignment, but elims been sent away bc. well. hes good at his work but… often times too unconventional to keep him that close to the order. and if elim sees a handsome man he will get information from him, no matter if its relevant to his mission or just abt his favourite sex position…
but that darn dr. bashir just wont accept his advances! sure he lets him argue abt literature (elim even “lets” him win all the time) and take him for lunch once a week but for some reason, no matter how aggressive and direct and desperate elim becomes, bashir always turns him down.
and then… when it finally works. hubris comes crashing down on elim when he learns a secret abt dr bashir he would rather not know….
tain is gonna skin him and hang his hide up in his office when he learns that elim accidentally fell for seduced a section 31 operative…
Which is hilarious bc have you seen the video? It would have to be a cracky holosuite adventure fic.
Garak talks Julian into letting him take the lead this time. They inevitably find themselves in a situation in which Garak has to choose whether to sacrifice Julian to save himself. (For real or just in the story? Depends how much angst you want in your crack)
Pure Fun: Julian is in no real danger, but Garak still can’t bring himself to let Julian get “hurt” or “killed”. Julian gets to tease him endlessly for this before, after, and during fucking his brains out.
Angst: Garak sacrifices Julian believing this is fiction, but realizes nearly too late that Julian is in genuine peril and sacrifices himself to save him. (Not to death, just perhaps seriously injured)
