SPOILERS: Hi! So i have a feeling that Daisy might be "swaggy shit's" girlfriend. Just the way he looked at Hardy when he said "Yes my girlfriend can vouch for me" makes me think he knows he's dating the DI's daughter (or maybe I'm looking too far into this). But also i think that will explain why Daisy is in this so much, to have the case personally involve Hardy and Miller and their single parenting issues. What do you think?
Ohhhhhh now thatâs an interesting theory! I hadnât thought of that at all!
Now that Iâm contemplating it though, itâs entirely possible...Daisy definitely acts like sheâs hiding something (which isnât saying much, admittedly, since thatâs also true for everyone else on this show haha). But wouldnât that be lovely, since Hardy clearly liked the bloke so much...NOT lololol
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Oh my!
(Of course I am desperately trying not to read âray of sunshineâ in a sarcastic way, even though I always sarcastically call my husband my little ray of sunshine. Sorry, tmi)
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*casually emerging from the trash* where is this video from please?
That is from one of the many BBC America specials that aired running up to the Doctor Who 50th Anniversary, but which specific vid it was I have no idea as they were all spliced. My file was dated 2013 but it might still be around in one of the fan sites. I'll tag it for DT and maybe someone knows.
Hardy x Hannah prompt: gossip is swarming broadchurch about Hardy's new girlfriend. All is hypothetical until they're caught red-handed :o lol. Have fun and thanks :)
All in all
700 words
Adult-ish
Why canât I write anything with a normal amount of emotion for these two? (Because I love them so much, thatâs why.)
Hardy looked up from his computer screen to find Hannah standing in his office doorway.
âWhat areyou doing here?â
âBroughtyou lunch.â
Hardyfrowned, she wasnât the type to cook for him.
âWell,bought you lunch.â She held up an M&S plastic bag.
âThatâsmore like it.â
He removed his glasses and stood up to greet her properly, but he noticed his coworkers trying to casually peer into his office.
âBloodyrubberneckers.â
Hannahâsarrival in Broadchurch a week ago had people talking like only small townpeeps could. She was younger than him and way out of his league.Speculations abounded as to the nature of their relationship: sister, mistress,witness, prostitute. Â Of course, Hannahloved to provoke these rumours as evidenced by her see-through blue blouseâ not that he was complaining.
They sat downon the leather couch, and ate salad out of the same plastic bowl. She pricked apiece of chicken with a fork and guided it towards his mouth. He batted herhand away.
âStop it,everyoneâs watching.â
âSo?â
âIâve areputation to maintain.â
âRight,they canât find out youâre actually nice.â
âExactly,theyâd lose all respect for me.â
She pokedhim in the leg with her toes, and he almost cracked a smile. He caught herankle and brushed his thumb over her skin.
He droppedit when someone knocked at his door. SOCO Brian had a report for him, he lookedbetween Hardy and Hannah, obviously expecting an introduction.
âAnythingelse, Brian?â
âLet meknow when youâre ready to see the fingerprints.â
âYep.â
Hardyclosed the door.
âThat wasso rude,â Hannah said with a laugh. âIâm beginning to think youâre ashamed ofme.â
âErm, well,itâs notâ Iâm not, erm, you knowâŚâ
Hannah stared at him, biting back a grin, as hestammered. His voice reached a higher octave.
âIâm not ashamed. Itâs none of their bloody business.What would I say anyway? âHannah sheâs myâ myââŚâ
âYour what?â
He sighed. âHelp me out, here, Han.â
âNah, youâre right. I was just taking the piss.â
Sheâd beenone of his best friends for many years, but after his divorce, their friendship hadtaken a not-so-unexpected turn into more intimate territory. He didnât get thefeeling she wanted to be his girlfriend, and he wasnât ready to dive intoanother relationship no matter how much he cared about her.
She avertedher eyes and ate the last of the salad in silence. Hardy looked out his officewindow and saw that a group had gathered around Brian. Great.
âWell, Iâdbest get back home and let you work.â
He walkedher towards the exit, she didnât say anything, not even to tease him. He stopped dead in his track about mid-way there.
âWait,â he said.
âWhat is it?â
âYouâreupset.â
âNo, sâlikeyou said, weâre notâ I donât know.â
He took her hands in his. âWe are something. There isa âusâ... right?â
She squeezed his hands and took a step closer to him. âYeah.â
âGood.â
He couldnât deny he was relieved. She took anotherstep closer.
âI want you to know that, well, even if what we areisnât official or anything, I want you to know that thereâs no one else for me.Okay? Only you.â
Hardy rested his forehead against hers, toooverwhelmed by her words to say anything. She knew what heâd been through with Tess.Â
Hannah stroke his scruffy cheek ashis hands settled on her hips.
âYou all right?â she whispered.
He could only nod. She splayed her fingers over hischest, right where his heart beat for her. He swallowed thickly.
âRight now, youâre⌠youâre everything to me.â
She wrapped her arms around his neck, and he hugged her back. How lucky he was to have her. Heâd go mad, get swept off by waves of guilt and anger, but she kept him afloat. He held on tighter.
âAlec, I really, really want to kiss you right now.â
He chuckled and looked over her shoulder.
âThis way.â
She followed him to another corridor. He unlocked thedoor to an interrogation room as Hannah gawked at him. She sat on the table, andhooked her fingers in his belt hoops to pull him between her legs. He cupped her cheeks and kissed her. An urgent kiss full of wet moans andgrasping fingers.
A knock made them jump apart. It hadnât come from thedoor. He looked around, and the blood drained from his face at what he saw:Jenkinson, Harris and Huxley behind the one-way mirror. And Miller, waving athim with a smug little smile.
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âIâve figured something out,â Hannah said, reaching her foot out to poke her brooding detective in the ribs from the other side of the sofa.Â
âPlaying at being a detective now, then?â he asked, catching her foot without looking up from his case folder.
She snorted. âThink Iâll leave that to you, one of us has to have fun.â
He hummed.
âYou going to ask what I figured out?â
He looked up, glasses almost falling off his nose, and gestured for her to continue.
âYouâve been using my shampoo instead of yours.â
To her delight, pink started blooming on his cheeks.
âSmells better than mine,â he mumbled, turning back to his papers.
Hannah was oddly touched that heâd been choosing to go through his days surrounded by her smell. She scrambled to her knees and closed the distance between them so she could sink her fingers into his hair.
âMakes your hair softer, too,â she said, massaging his scalp in the way she knew made him melt.
Hardy dropped his head to her shoulder with a groan, tension draining out of him even as he could feel embarrassment about being caught out creeping in. Honestly, if it resulted in this though, it was worth it to him, even if Hannah teased him for the next week.
Bella loves photography, she takes her camera everywhere with her. One day, Campbell sees her taking pictures of flowers growing by the fence around St. Judeâs hospital. He just goes up to her and, in his own exuberant way, he asks her all sorts of questions, some too personal. What he lacks in flirting skills (or subtlety) he makes up in charming sincerity. She wants to take pictures of him, of how he moves, to capture his kinetic energy on a still medium. âTheyâll be worth a lot of money when Iâll be a radio star,â he says. He tells her about the publicity stunt heâs preparing to save the radio hospital, and asks her to take pictures of the event that she may be able to sell to newspapers after. And thatâs how it begins...
Alec/rose fic(hope its okay to ask) at a christmas party i think and they're outside the party and kiss then everyone cheers cause theyre under mistletoe?