Notes: Written for lamentables.
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Fraser speaks more languages than he�d care to name, but he has yet to learn how to speak Ray.
They have their own kind of language between them, their own mixed up interactions, in which I hate you is really I love you, and leave me the fuck alone actually stands for I want you so badly I can�t see straight, and blow me means�well, blow me, actually, but that�s just the exception that proves the rule.
So much of their language is unspoken, as well. Pushes, smacks across the head, rough kisses up against filing cabinets when no one is looking but Fraser. He loves to watch them, to listen to them, to touch them�but he doesn�t think that he�ll ever understand them.