Tell me I belong (NC-17)
Fandom: THE SOCIAL NETWORK
Pairing: Chris/Dustin (Mark/Eduardo)
Length: 8300 words
Author on LJ: indecentexposed
Why this must be read: Harvard-era, Valentine's Day, pining!Chris and adorable!Dustin :) Very sweet, but I like it.
“Why don’t you have a date?” Mark echoes Chris’s thoughts, his gaze never wavering from his screen. “I mean, of all people, Wardo.”
Eduardo’s head appears abruptly over the back of the couch. “What does that mean? ‘Of all people’?”
“It means you’re the sort of person who has a date on Valentine’s Day.”
Chris raises his eyes to the ceiling. The combination of pining and oblivion makes him want to pelt both of them with empty beer cans.
“I-” Eduardo begins, but he’s interrupted by Dustin bounding out of the bathroom, where he’s been fussing in front of the mirror for the past twenty minutes.
“How do I look?” he asks breathlessly, stopping in the middle of the room and actually twirling on his heel.
“Great,” Chris tells him honestly, because Dustin always looks great. Really great, actually. He isn’t exactly classically handsome, but he is adorable, and he pulls it off with earnest aplomb. Truthfully, Chris doesn’t think it’s possible for Dustin to look anything less than really great-and also sort of sexy, although he keeps that thought firmly to himself.
Tell me I belong
Pairing: Chris/Dustin (Mark/Eduardo)
Length: 8300 words
Author on LJ: indecentexposed
Why this must be read: Harvard-era, Valentine's Day, pining!Chris and adorable!Dustin :) Very sweet, but I like it.
“Why don’t you have a date?” Mark echoes Chris’s thoughts, his gaze never wavering from his screen. “I mean, of all people, Wardo.”
Eduardo’s head appears abruptly over the back of the couch. “What does that mean? ‘Of all people’?”
“It means you’re the sort of person who has a date on Valentine’s Day.”
Chris raises his eyes to the ceiling. The combination of pining and oblivion makes him want to pelt both of them with empty beer cans.
“I-” Eduardo begins, but he’s interrupted by Dustin bounding out of the bathroom, where he’s been fussing in front of the mirror for the past twenty minutes.
“How do I look?” he asks breathlessly, stopping in the middle of the room and actually twirling on his heel.
“Great,” Chris tells him honestly, because Dustin always looks great. Really great, actually. He isn’t exactly classically handsome, but he is adorable, and he pulls it off with earnest aplomb. Truthfully, Chris doesn’t think it’s possible for Dustin to look anything less than really great-and also sort of sexy, although he keeps that thought firmly to himself.
Tell me I belong