One line/Really short stories! Name a pairing (that I'm familiar with, in a fandom I'm familiar with) and a one word prompt and I will write one line of a story for it.
Havoc tapped at his beer can before opening it, a habit picked up by necessity since he never knew if his flatmate had shaken the can before handing it to him. Breda pulled shit like that when he was halfway to drunk on a Saturday; like a schoolkid trying to get the attention of someone with pranks. Satisfying himself that his drink wasn't going to explode on him, Havoc snapped the can open and took a healthy chug.
The radio was blaring some sports event that Breda had money on, so Havoc, by drunken contrarian nature, reached over and switched it to a news station.
"Oi! I was listening to that." Breda switched the channel on the radio back to his ballgame.
"It's fucking commercials." Havoc shot back, reaching out for the dial.
Breda slapped his hand away and the Saturday afternoon brawl started. Beer cans were flung, punches were thrown, and something that sounded like glass broke.
The afternoon ended, as it usually did, with Breda sitting on Havoc. It was a dominance thing, after all.
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Havoc tapped at his beer can before opening it, a habit picked up by necessity since he never knew if his flatmate had shaken the can before handing it to him. Breda pulled shit like that when he was halfway to drunk on a Saturday; like a schoolkid trying to get the attention of someone with pranks. Satisfying himself that his drink wasn't going to explode on him, Havoc snapped the can open and took a healthy chug.
The radio was blaring some sports event that Breda had money on, so Havoc, by drunken contrarian nature, reached over and switched it to a news station.
"Oi! I was listening to that." Breda switched the channel on the radio back to his ballgame.
"It's fucking commercials." Havoc shot back, reaching out for the dial.
Breda slapped his hand away and the Saturday afternoon brawl started. Beer cans were flung, punches were thrown, and something that sounded like glass broke.
The afternoon ended, as it usually did, with Breda sitting on Havoc. It was a dominance thing, after all.
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