NoES Fic (Fanfic100 Table): Dealing With It (Or Not)
Title: Dealing With It (Or Not)
Author: Ani (ani_coolgirl)
Beta: none
Fandom: A Nightmare on Elm Street (Freddy's Revenge)
Pairings/Characters: one-sided Jesse Walsh/Ron Grady, Coach Schneider, mention of Lisa Webber
Prompt: 026. Teammates
Word Count: 617
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: slash, mild language, written in present second-tense
Summary: Jesse's having some... issues.
Author's Notes: The writing style is a bit weird. Forgive me. Find my table here.
You and Grady are never on the same team when you play baseball in gym class. Considering how often you play baseball and how the teams are never exactly the same from day to day, it’s slightly suspicious that you two haven’t been teammates at least once. It was probably done deliberately Schneider, though you can’t imagine why the man would do that. (Okay, maybe you can imagine - the stick-up-the-ass comment probably had something to do with it, but still….)
That’s too bad, because you would really prefer to bat on the same team for once. You haven’t known each other long, just a few months at most, but you feel that you’re friends already. You sit together at lunch, swap notes for class, hang out before and after school… those are all friendly-friend guy-things, right?
So, you’re not quite sure when you stopped filing Grady under “acquaintance” and started filing him under “best friend”. It was sudden and unprovoked and kinda weird. Then again, Grady’s your only male friend, so it isn’t that weird. But then, maybe having only one male friend is weird? You don’t know. It probably is.
That “probably” went from “probably” to “definitely” when you caught yourself staring at Grady’s ass in the locker room one day. Okay, weird scale? Just jumped from five to ten. Staring at male best friend’s ass after only knowing him a month and a half? Weird. Very weird.
Christ. As if moving to a new town, living in a house that was at constant temperature of 98 degrees with a history of insane tenants, and nightmares that make you want to gut your little sister like a fish weren’t bad enough, now you have to go staring at your best friend’s ass in the middle of gym class? Not cool.
In all honesty, you don’t mind that much. Just one guy looking at another guy’s ass, nothing to look at here folks, move along. It isn’t like you have a crush or something -
Oh. Well, shit.
There were worse things. There were definitely worse things. Like… okay, so dying is the only one that you can think of at the moment, but there must be something worse, like…
Okay, worse has just come to pass. You jinxed yourself, good job. Yup, dying was probably better than this (though those nightmares are starting to make you rethink that one). Staring at male best friend’s ass while in the locker room that is still inhabited by your gym coach that hates you and getting caught by previously mentioned coach that hates you? Pretty damn bad. Especially when said coach gives you this bizarre knowing look that makes you realize that Grady was not shitting you when he said that Schneider was a regular at S&M bars.
It’s fine, it’s cool, this can be kept under wraps. Just avoid eye-contact with Schneider at all costs and avoid Grady like the plague. No problem.
Normal day, wake up sweating and screaming, pick up Lisa, go to class, go to gym class…
Schneider did not just put you on the same team as Grady. He did not. Ah, man, he’s giving that look again… Shit, he did put you on the same team. That means pats on the back for doing a good job and group huddles and…
Don’t think about it. Just don’t -
Maybe you should rethink that not-thinking strategy. Because running head-first into Grady while trying to catch a fly-ball and landing on top of him and staring at him for a lot longer than was necessary before getting up? A bit embarrassing. Perhaps figuring out how to deal with him as a teammate should come before anything else.
Author: Ani (ani_coolgirl)
Beta: none
Fandom: A Nightmare on Elm Street (Freddy's Revenge)
Pairings/Characters: one-sided Jesse Walsh/Ron Grady, Coach Schneider, mention of Lisa Webber
Prompt: 026. Teammates
Word Count: 617
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: slash, mild language, written in present second-tense
Summary: Jesse's having some... issues.
Author's Notes: The writing style is a bit weird. Forgive me. Find my table here.
You and Grady are never on the same team when you play baseball in gym class. Considering how often you play baseball and how the teams are never exactly the same from day to day, it’s slightly suspicious that you two haven’t been teammates at least once. It was probably done deliberately Schneider, though you can’t imagine why the man would do that. (Okay, maybe you can imagine - the stick-up-the-ass comment probably had something to do with it, but still….)
That’s too bad, because you would really prefer to bat on the same team for once. You haven’t known each other long, just a few months at most, but you feel that you’re friends already. You sit together at lunch, swap notes for class, hang out before and after school… those are all friendly-friend guy-things, right?
So, you’re not quite sure when you stopped filing Grady under “acquaintance” and started filing him under “best friend”. It was sudden and unprovoked and kinda weird. Then again, Grady’s your only male friend, so it isn’t that weird. But then, maybe having only one male friend is weird? You don’t know. It probably is.
That “probably” went from “probably” to “definitely” when you caught yourself staring at Grady’s ass in the locker room one day. Okay, weird scale? Just jumped from five to ten. Staring at male best friend’s ass after only knowing him a month and a half? Weird. Very weird.
Christ. As if moving to a new town, living in a house that was at constant temperature of 98 degrees with a history of insane tenants, and nightmares that make you want to gut your little sister like a fish weren’t bad enough, now you have to go staring at your best friend’s ass in the middle of gym class? Not cool.
In all honesty, you don’t mind that much. Just one guy looking at another guy’s ass, nothing to look at here folks, move along. It isn’t like you have a crush or something -
Oh. Well, shit.
There were worse things. There were definitely worse things. Like… okay, so dying is the only one that you can think of at the moment, but there must be something worse, like…
Okay, worse has just come to pass. You jinxed yourself, good job. Yup, dying was probably better than this (though those nightmares are starting to make you rethink that one). Staring at male best friend’s ass while in the locker room that is still inhabited by your gym coach that hates you and getting caught by previously mentioned coach that hates you? Pretty damn bad. Especially when said coach gives you this bizarre knowing look that makes you realize that Grady was not shitting you when he said that Schneider was a regular at S&M bars.
It’s fine, it’s cool, this can be kept under wraps. Just avoid eye-contact with Schneider at all costs and avoid Grady like the plague. No problem.
Normal day, wake up sweating and screaming, pick up Lisa, go to class, go to gym class…
Schneider did not just put you on the same team as Grady. He did not. Ah, man, he’s giving that look again… Shit, he did put you on the same team. That means pats on the back for doing a good job and group huddles and…
Don’t think about it. Just don’t -
Maybe you should rethink that not-thinking strategy. Because running head-first into Grady while trying to catch a fly-ball and landing on top of him and staring at him for a lot longer than was necessary before getting up? A bit embarrassing. Perhaps figuring out how to deal with him as a teammate should come before anything else.