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The Gift (00Silva)

Title: The Gift
Fandom: James Bond (Skyfall '12)
Characters/Parings: 00Silva or Bond/Silva
Rating: PG
Word Count: 280
Summary: Sequel to Bleach. Silva returns the favor.
A/N: Less strange, still dealing with problems that people have irl that no one seems to address.
==Warnings: James slowly giving in. Is that a warning? If not, it should be.==

James rarely leaves the island, he doesn’t see the need. But today Silva comes home humming and drops a package in front of him on the desk. Bond stares at it confused, and Silva gets that grin on his face that tells Bond that he has some sort of plan in mind. The one that reminds James how dangerous this man can be.

“Open it dearheart.”

Bond does. What he finds stuns him into silence. And he looks up at Silva calculatingly; there is a meaning behind this gift. He doesn’t trust Silva to give it to him without one.

“What is this?” he asks.

The grin on Silva’s face gets wider, “James, James oh James. After your little display last night I thought you deserved a gift. One to… return the favor so to speak.”

“And this is your idea of returning the favor?”

Inside the box the gun lies gleaming. He is about to say something else when he realizes something about the trigger and about the way the gun is structured. The whole gun is made for someone who is left-handed. Not right. He wonders if Silva knows, the memories of how M verbally beat his left-handedness out of him. How she made him write with his right, drink with his right, do the most mundane tasks with his right until he could hardly remember being left handed at all, “We don’t have time to go about giving all the agents special guns depending on how they shoot with their hands. You will learn to be right handed.” She had told him.

Bond looks up at Silva, “Of course I know, how could I not. I am not left handed of course so I cannot understand but –” he pauses, “Come, we will make you a monster with that thing.”

From his place at the desk James stands up and follows Silva out. He understands he is playing into the man’s hands. The more he follows and the more does what Silva wants the more the last of the mission falls from him but… there is a kindness in this gesture and Bond seems hopeless to overlook it. Perhaps then, it is too late for him. Perhaps the two rats have finally learned to eat everyone else.
Tags: 00silva, fic, james bond, skyfall
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