With pressure and time (PG-13)
Fandom: THE SOCIAL NETWORK
Pairing: Mark/Eduardo
Length: 8300 words
Author on LJ: ellot
Why this must be read: Post-deposition, post-angst, I love the drama-free of this story! (and bonus adorable Beast!) (and Eduardo is friendenemy with Sean, and it's beliable!)
“I still hate you, you know,” Eduardo told him.
“Sure you do,” replied Mark, nudging Eduardo’s knee with the bottom of his longneck, leaning against his side for a second before moving away again. “I hate you too-you and your stupid Armani suits.”
“Prada,” Eduardo corrected. “And I’ve moved up from them. Bespoke is where it’s at now.”
“The best jobs are the ones that don’t make you wear suits, discourage them even.”
“Just because you suffer from Peter Pan syndrome in terms of your clothing doesn’t mean the rest of us should. I’m pretty sure I remember you wearing that shirt at Harvard,” Eduardo said, pointing at Mark’s murky gray shirt that’d probably once been blue. It had stains along the hem and a tear in the shoulder.
“And I couldn’t be expected to dress up for you, now could I? My best t-shirts are for Facebook and you know, G8 meetings. Been invited to any of those recently?”
“Fuck off,” Eduardo responded.
“Ouch,” Mark deadpanned. “That actually hurt my feelings.”
“You forget, you don’t have any feelings.”
With pressure and time (AO3)
Pairing: Mark/Eduardo
Length: 8300 words
Author on LJ: ellot
Why this must be read: Post-deposition, post-angst, I love the drama-free of this story! (and bonus adorable Beast!) (and Eduardo is friendenemy with Sean, and it's beliable!)
“I still hate you, you know,” Eduardo told him.
“Sure you do,” replied Mark, nudging Eduardo’s knee with the bottom of his longneck, leaning against his side for a second before moving away again. “I hate you too-you and your stupid Armani suits.”
“Prada,” Eduardo corrected. “And I’ve moved up from them. Bespoke is where it’s at now.”
“The best jobs are the ones that don’t make you wear suits, discourage them even.”
“Just because you suffer from Peter Pan syndrome in terms of your clothing doesn’t mean the rest of us should. I’m pretty sure I remember you wearing that shirt at Harvard,” Eduardo said, pointing at Mark’s murky gray shirt that’d probably once been blue. It had stains along the hem and a tear in the shoulder.
“And I couldn’t be expected to dress up for you, now could I? My best t-shirts are for Facebook and you know, G8 meetings. Been invited to any of those recently?”
“Fuck off,” Eduardo responded.
“Ouch,” Mark deadpanned. “That actually hurt my feelings.”
“You forget, you don’t have any feelings.”
With pressure and time (AO3)