John Constantine thinks pronunciation matters (rhymeswithfine) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2013-09-03 22:36:00 |
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Entry tags: | john constantine, q |
Who: John Constantine + Q
What: Catchin' up. With beer.
When: 9/3
Where: Q's flat
Rating: High. There's so much sex, it's not even funny.
Status: In progress
It's been bloody long enough. Q had said he wasn't as busy these days -- work had slowed down a bit -- and John had still sat in his own flat like some kind of asshole just waiting for enough time to pass where he won't look too eager. Because eager isn't cool or impressive and apparently John desperately wants to be both of those things. Or at least have Q think that he is.
Which is really actually pretty stupid. Kirsty would laugh at him. Fuck, if he wasn't himself he'd laugh, too.
Point is, he's here now. In front of Q's door with a six pack in hand and a cigarette already lit and between his lips. He's knocked, now it's all waiting and imagining the too-slender younger man tripping through a jungle of electronics in order to find and answer the door.