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The room in this hotel is like so many other hotel rooms he’s eaten, slept and/or fucked in throughout his tumultuous seventy-eight years of life. Plain albeit pristine walls with a painting or two hanging on them. Clean beige curtains, currently half-drawn and letting in a cheery cascade of sunlight. Dark brown carpet. Twin beds with burgundy bedspreads and fluffy pillows. A minimalist dressing table with a rectangular mirror. A slim, black television set. Another table, round and smaller than the dressing table, with two cushioned chairs set facing each other.
And on one of those chairs, basking in the sunshine with an ever-handsome, ageless face turned towards the window and blue eyes shut, sits his sole reason for living on.
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It’s them again. Those demons who won’t leave him alone. He can’t remember their faces anymore, and there’s a part of him that’s pissed off at himself for not remembering. It’s important that he does. He doesn’t know why, he just knows it’s important that he does. But he can’t.
It hurts too much.
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“I love you, Starsky … you know that … you know that, right?”
Starsky doesn’t say anything, at all.
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'So there’s this big box of things that Starsky keeps in their wardrobe in the master bedroom. It’s a stainless steel, fire-resistant box with this gold-and-silver padlock and an etching of a galloping, long-maned stallion on its flat cover and Hutch ought to know, he’d bought the damn thing himself at the Long Beach Antique Market in 1985.'
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It has been almost six months since Starsky’s reinstatement as a BCPD homicide detective, and Hutch is no longer sure how long he can endure this extra-tetchy, morose, antagonistic version of his partner who seems to find a perverse delight in pissing him off for no reason whatsoever. Like Starsky can’t stand his physical presence. Like Starsky wants to drive him away and preserve a respectable distance between them after months of him hanging around Starsky throughout Starsky’s arduous recuperation. Like Starsky is fighting him, fighting him when there isn’t a conflict to begin with, or fighting something that has to do with him.
It makes no fucking sense to Hutch at all. None of it.
And Starsky thinks he’s the weird one?