Fics like Midnight at the Oasis

Blackmail. Illegal porn. Undercover at a gay bar. The Nice Guys sure are at it again. “Porn? I can throw a rock in this neighborhood and I’m gonna break the window of a porn store.” March gestured anxiously, waiting for the other shoe to drop. Healy paused. “Ohhhhh. The nasty stuff. Whips and handcuffs. Girls and animals.” “Close,” March said, grimacing. He really, really didn’t want to have to explain this. “Think more like…. Disco.” “Disco?” Healy raised an eyebrow. “What, like the queer music? You think the back room of that store is full of porn for… For disco fans.” He nodded thoughtfully a couple of times. “And you’re an expert about this?” For a second the whole world went white around the edges and March thought he might pass out. He was too sober for this conversation. What exactly had Healy noticed that morning, how obvious exactly had his full-body reaction to Healy’s hand on his neck been? “I was a happily married man!” March said, and as soon as it came out of his mouth he knew it was wrong. Too fast, too high-pitched, too loud. Incriminating.

Fics like Midnight at the Oasis

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