miracle (miracle) wrote in luke_noah, @ 2008-08-26 21:16:00 |
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Current mood: | sneaky |
Current music: | Erasure |
Fic: Tell Me
Original poster: nouveau_monday
Title: Tell Me
Author: nouveau_monday
Pairing: Van/Jake (and why yes, thank you, I am going to hell)
Rating: R/NC-17 for language and desire, but no actual sex occurs in this piece.
Word Count: 3kish
Summary: Friends don't let friends drink and dial, except when they do, and then it pretty much rocks.
Spoilers: Umm ... RPS, so no, unless the fact that there seem to be a lot of candids with these two not quite sober.
Disclaimer: This is in no way true. Never was. Never will be. Jake and Van belong to themselves, not me. And this is all the fault of some people who suggested that we needed more RPS … especially with the story sucking so much right now.
Notes: Thank you so much to mightyten and ladysonsie for being great cheerleaders, Especially, elin_aurora who did edits and caught my stupid mistakes in the first half of this. Thanks also to sweetiejelly who offered this up as a hayloft prompt for the remix. It didn't get done in time, but I hope you like it.
extra note - several people commented in my LJ and @ the hayloft that there should be more RPS of these two. I think those of you who write (and aren't currently writing van/jake) should take this as a personal challenge. Maybe if we pretend the boys are busy, it won't suck so much that they aren't on the show right now.
(this is cross posted to my personal lj and the hayloft)
Jake slammed a hand on his dresser, scattered pens, books, an empty can, and god knows what else across his bedroom as he reached for his phone. The Batman theme meant it was Van, but why the fuck was he calling at ass o'clock at night after they'd been out together most of the night anyway?"