Drabbles #6
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Um um I experimented with second person again in one of them, the other i was supposed to do a hip fetish and I'm not really sure how that went considering these are drabbles and I like to keep them between 200 and 300 words and that probably needed more attention.
aaaaand i think that's it. rated r!
Pairing: Alex Gaskarth/Rian Dawson
Prompt: Rilex fluff? :3
It’s two thirty in the morning and Rian is on his fifth cup of coffee, laptop making his face glow in the otherwise dark living room. Alex pads out of their bedroom, pajama pants hanging low on his hips as he rubs his eyes, blinking tiredly.
“Ri, what are you doing still up, come to bed,” he says, voice thick with sleep. He walks closer and drapes his arms over Rian’s shoulders, kissing the top of his head and then his cheek. There are a lot of numbers and words on his computer screen, more than Alex’s sleep addled brain can take in.
Rian yawns, lifts one hands and slides it through Alex’s hair. “I can’t. Gotta finish this presentation.” Alex makes a pouty face and then walks around the edge of the couch - normally, he’d jump over the back but he’s too tired and it’s too early for that kind of monkey business.
“I’ll just stay out here then,” he says, grabbing a cushion from the other side of Rian and using it as a pillow as he leans up against him and goes back to sleep.
Pairing: Alex Grieco/Ian Planet
Prompt: Grieco is Ian’s home town lover and Ian has been gone for years
You don’t even know if he’ll still remember you (still want you) when you walk through the door. The lock hasn’t changed, so that’s something. You hope.
You say, “I’m back,” and Alex hits you, punches you in the chest and shoves you backwards into the door frame and then slaps you in the face.
“You were gone for three years,” he yells, angry tears spilling over his cheeks. “I didn’t know where you were, or who you were with, if I should be waiting for you to come home to me, or if you were fucking dead.” Grieco collapses forwards against your chest, tired and broken and sad. “Tell me why I waited for you. Tell me why, Ian.”
It takes a moment, and you stare at him for a long time. “Because I came home to you. Because I love you,” you say finally, and then you kiss him and hope you convince him that it’s enough, that you’re sorry for leaving and that you’re back, and for good this time.
Pairing: Matt Flyzik/Evan Kirkendall
Prompt: Angry matthew | yes angry matthew me gusta. make flyzik mad at someone and let someone else comfort him, he’s adorable *_*
Matt punches a hole in the hotel room room and effectively scares the shit out of Evan.
“What the fuck,” Evan yelps, getting up and grabbing Matt’s hand so he can make sure it isn’t broken or something. Matt just growls - fucking growls at him and tells him to fuck off. He looks like he’s about to stab something, go on a massacre or break Evan’s arm, but he doesn’t let go or back off.
He shoves him off; Matt is bigger and stronger than Evan is so it’s an easy job, but Evan keeps pulling him back, hands grabbing at his arms until he shoves him against a wall, flames dancing in his eyes. “She left me. Said there was another guy or something. I don’t fucking know,” he spits, and Evan is definitely going to regret this. He blinks and then stretches up on the balls of his feet, kissing Matt hard and forcefully.
Pairing: Danny Kurily/Jack Barakat
Prompt: what if danny has a hipbone fetish or ~something?
The hotel bed springs squeak as Danny pushes Jack onto the bed, legs bent at the knees and hanging over the side. Jack props himself up on his elbows, watching as Danny grabs the edge of his shirt and tugs up, trying to get it over his head. He helps him with it, tossing the JAGK shirt to the floor, pushing himself further back onto the bed as Danny crawls on after him.
He kneels between his legs, deftly undoing the super tight skinny jeans that Jack is so famous for wearing, pulling them down around his thighs and then moving backwards so he can kick them off.
Jack’s boxers have a Marvel comic strip print on them. Danny pulls them down, hands resting on his hips. His thumbs trace over his prominent hipbones and leave a trail of goosebumps. He leans forward, mouthing gently at them, tongue tracing the lines. Jack moans, soft and slow, curling one hand loosely into Danny’s hair. His lips move down to the v in between his hips, leaving nips and bites in it’s wake. Jack’s breath starts coming raggedly as Danny makes his way over to the left side, leaving a hickey where his mouth once was.
“Blow me,” Jack says, eyes dark and wide, staring down at his boyfriend. Danny’s lips curl up into a smirk.
Pairing: Alex Grieco/Jack Barakat
Prompt: something about them dying their hair similar (which is a reference to this picture)
Jack manages to talk Alex into getting a matching stripe in his hair.
“I don’t want it,” he protested as Jack waved the bottle of blond hair dye in his face, going on and on and on about how it would really make them stand out and they’d be different and cooler than everyone else.
The tall skinny boy just waved it harder and talked louder about how much cooler they would be with blond chunks of hair. He finally managed to talk loud enough to force Grieco into agreeing to do it.
When it’s done and over with, Jack looks at Grieco and curves his mouth to the side. “Wait, okay,” he says, and then grabs a pot of hairgel and spikes his hair up at the back. “There,” he beams, and Alex has to admit, he looks kind of awesome.
“Fine,” he says, and Jack kisses him on the mouth, smiling the whole time.
Um um I experimented with second person again in one of them, the other i was supposed to do a hip fetish and I'm not really sure how that went considering these are drabbles and I like to keep them between 200 and 300 words and that probably needed more attention.
aaaaand i think that's it. rated r!
Pairing: Alex Gaskarth/Rian Dawson
Prompt: Rilex fluff? :3
It’s two thirty in the morning and Rian is on his fifth cup of coffee, laptop making his face glow in the otherwise dark living room. Alex pads out of their bedroom, pajama pants hanging low on his hips as he rubs his eyes, blinking tiredly.
“Ri, what are you doing still up, come to bed,” he says, voice thick with sleep. He walks closer and drapes his arms over Rian’s shoulders, kissing the top of his head and then his cheek. There are a lot of numbers and words on his computer screen, more than Alex’s sleep addled brain can take in.
Rian yawns, lifts one hands and slides it through Alex’s hair. “I can’t. Gotta finish this presentation.” Alex makes a pouty face and then walks around the edge of the couch - normally, he’d jump over the back but he’s too tired and it’s too early for that kind of monkey business.
“I’ll just stay out here then,” he says, grabbing a cushion from the other side of Rian and using it as a pillow as he leans up against him and goes back to sleep.
Pairing: Alex Grieco/Ian Planet
Prompt: Grieco is Ian’s home town lover and Ian has been gone for years
You don’t even know if he’ll still remember you (still want you) when you walk through the door. The lock hasn’t changed, so that’s something. You hope.
You say, “I’m back,” and Alex hits you, punches you in the chest and shoves you backwards into the door frame and then slaps you in the face.
“You were gone for three years,” he yells, angry tears spilling over his cheeks. “I didn’t know where you were, or who you were with, if I should be waiting for you to come home to me, or if you were fucking dead.” Grieco collapses forwards against your chest, tired and broken and sad. “Tell me why I waited for you. Tell me why, Ian.”
It takes a moment, and you stare at him for a long time. “Because I came home to you. Because I love you,” you say finally, and then you kiss him and hope you convince him that it’s enough, that you’re sorry for leaving and that you’re back, and for good this time.
Pairing: Matt Flyzik/Evan Kirkendall
Prompt: Angry matthew | yes angry matthew me gusta. make flyzik mad at someone and let someone else comfort him, he’s adorable *_*
Matt punches a hole in the hotel room room and effectively scares the shit out of Evan.
“What the fuck,” Evan yelps, getting up and grabbing Matt’s hand so he can make sure it isn’t broken or something. Matt just growls - fucking growls at him and tells him to fuck off. He looks like he’s about to stab something, go on a massacre or break Evan’s arm, but he doesn’t let go or back off.
He shoves him off; Matt is bigger and stronger than Evan is so it’s an easy job, but Evan keeps pulling him back, hands grabbing at his arms until he shoves him against a wall, flames dancing in his eyes. “She left me. Said there was another guy or something. I don’t fucking know,” he spits, and Evan is definitely going to regret this. He blinks and then stretches up on the balls of his feet, kissing Matt hard and forcefully.
Pairing: Danny Kurily/Jack Barakat
Prompt: what if danny has a hipbone fetish or ~something?
The hotel bed springs squeak as Danny pushes Jack onto the bed, legs bent at the knees and hanging over the side. Jack props himself up on his elbows, watching as Danny grabs the edge of his shirt and tugs up, trying to get it over his head. He helps him with it, tossing the JAGK shirt to the floor, pushing himself further back onto the bed as Danny crawls on after him.
He kneels between his legs, deftly undoing the super tight skinny jeans that Jack is so famous for wearing, pulling them down around his thighs and then moving backwards so he can kick them off.
Jack’s boxers have a Marvel comic strip print on them. Danny pulls them down, hands resting on his hips. His thumbs trace over his prominent hipbones and leave a trail of goosebumps. He leans forward, mouthing gently at them, tongue tracing the lines. Jack moans, soft and slow, curling one hand loosely into Danny’s hair. His lips move down to the v in between his hips, leaving nips and bites in it’s wake. Jack’s breath starts coming raggedly as Danny makes his way over to the left side, leaving a hickey where his mouth once was.
“Blow me,” Jack says, eyes dark and wide, staring down at his boyfriend. Danny’s lips curl up into a smirk.
Pairing: Alex Grieco/Jack Barakat
Prompt: something about them dying their hair similar (which is a reference to this picture)
Jack manages to talk Alex into getting a matching stripe in his hair.
“I don’t want it,” he protested as Jack waved the bottle of blond hair dye in his face, going on and on and on about how it would really make them stand out and they’d be different and cooler than everyone else.
The tall skinny boy just waved it harder and talked louder about how much cooler they would be with blond chunks of hair. He finally managed to talk loud enough to force Grieco into agreeing to do it.
When it’s done and over with, Jack looks at Grieco and curves his mouth to the side. “Wait, okay,” he says, and then grabs a pot of hairgel and spikes his hair up at the back. “There,” he beams, and Alex has to admit, he looks kind of awesome.
“Fine,” he says, and Jack kisses him on the mouth, smiling the whole time.