| Challenge #55 - On The Road |
[Mar. 7th, 2008|02:55 pm] |
Title: Car Trip
Author: Foreverbm
Timeline: 3 years after season 5
Condom: Michael
“Are we there yet?” JR asked for what Michael thought must be the tenth time in as many minutes.
He turned, ignoring the grin from Ben, plastering a smile on his face.
“No JR, not yet.”
“How much longer?”
“A little while.”
“I want Hunter to read me a story.”
Michael gave Hunter a beseeching look.
“No way! I never want to see a hungry caterpillar again!”
“Daddy, I want a drink!”
He sighed, before passing her the cup.
“Oooopppsssss!”
“What honeybun?”
“I spilt it”
Michael groaned, Ben laughed and Hunter glared as the juice slowly trickled over his jeans. |
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| Challenge #55 - On The Road |
[Mar. 7th, 2008|05:11 pm] |
Title: Live or Die
Author: Foreverbm
Timeline: Early Season 3
Condom: Hunter
The car idled. Hunter tried to look disinterested but the need for money made him plaster a smile on his face.
When the door opened, he hesitated for a fraction of a second before climbing in, fastening his seat belt for some unknown reason. He laughed. As if that would keep him safe.
The guy drove fast, casting a look at him every few minutes. He wanted to tell him to watch the fucking road. He wasn’t ready to die yet.
The car stopped, hands pulled roughly at his clothes.
He wondered if perhaps death would be preferable to this |
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a drabble for ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) besamislabios |
[Mar. 7th, 2008|10:05 pm] |
TITLE:A Trip Home
FOR: besamislabios for her FANDOM POST HERE
BETA: testdog65 Thank you for all your help!
WORDS:soggy//flight//sore//scab//bone
CONDOM:hmmm, I don't think this really fits the challenge but if bookgirl24 or faile02 think it does: JUSTIN.
I flinched slightly as I felt Brian lightly brushing my hair back and examining the scab.
“It doesn’t hurt.“
“I’ll bet it hurt when the suitcase fell.“
He pulled me close and I melted into him. This was what I needed.
“You’re chilled to the bone,“ he said while pushing my sore body gently onto the bed. I sighed as he peeled off my soggy jeans and covered me with his warmth.
“It’s raining out.”
“Plus your flight was late,” he whispered, staring into my eyes, his breath hot on my face.
I kissed him. This was all I wanted. |
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