French translate: Lay It Down by Belle pimprenelle
Bond and Q agreed: their relationship was nothing more than physical. Until it suddenly isn't.There are two reasons why Im writing about this. First one is how I'm going to study to UK (yay!) and I needed something to celebrate about that and what better way to do that than blog about a Bond fic, you can't get much more British than that. The second one is more about how I have wanted to say something about this a really long time but I have just not done it for nonexisting reasons.
(Or alternatively: The one in which Q gets sick, Bond takes care of him, and the truth comes out.)
Because lets be honest. This is not my favorite fic, this does not go even to top 100 in there. Probably. But this is not bad or anything. I just like this but not like like. If that makes any sense to anyone.
The reasons for that are kinda the plot that does not exist (or maybe it does but mostly this is just Q being sick and they are both big idiots) but at the same time this fic is all about how complex Q and Bond's relationship could be. It is just not about awesome gadgets and amazing sex and espionage. There is also death and sickness and life being cruel and how you just can't get everything you want.
So. This is all about real life and issues and all those cruel, shitty, awful things that life brings. And sometimes reading about all those things does good, like really good. So please Read, Comment and Leave Kudos (make the author feel loved ♥).
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