I declare it Comment Fic Wednesday
It is Wednesday (right?). I have one more day of work to go after this one. My arm really hurts this morning. Anything I might have to post about would probably be ridiculously self-centered, and I'm pretty sick of hearing about me, so I can't imagine anyone else wants to hear it either. Well, I could talk about last night's Deadliest Catch,
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"So warm them up."
Brett scowled and shoved Avery's feet off his leg, but instead of complaining Avery just grinned at him and dug his bare feet under the couch cushion instead. He'd been doing that a lot lately, kind of flirting but never following through, and it was starting to get old. It was fucking annoying, is what it was, but Brett wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of asking him what the fuck had gotten into him out on that fishing boat. Or who, a little voice in the back of his head whispered, and Brett clamped down hard on a fresh surge of anger.
"Put some fucking socks on or something," he said instead, but the only answer that got him was a smirk. It didn't even make any sense, because they were stuck in fucking Alaska in the middle of November, and Avery was wandering around the place like it was eighty degrees outside. Which meant either he'd acclimated really fast to the weather, or he'd lost the few brain cells he had somewhere on the Bering Sea ( ... )
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I love this. Exactly what I wanted. Oh, and there's another one!
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