Fic: Everything You Do is Super Duper Cute And I Can't Stand It (23/25)
Fandom: Community
Title: Everything You Do is Super Duper Cute And I Can't Stand It.
Character/Pairing(s): Jeff, Annie, Jeff/Annie, mentions of Jeff/Britta.
Rating: PG
Summary: Stolen moments from every episode between Jeff and Annie.
Disclaimer: Dan Harmon owns.
A/N - Modern Warfare.
Texting.
Jeff slept with Britta. Way to go Jeff! Way to not be insensitive to your feelings, and screw some one else, just for the sake of forgetting a certain young brunette. And since you're obviously an idiot you should probably know, I'm being sarcastic! Great, now he was quoting her in his thoughts. That wasn't crazy at all.
Jeff rolled over in his bed.
He'd gotten home an hour before, and after a long shower and some microwavable lasagna, he'd crawled into bed. He remembered feeling exhausted when he'd gotten home but now it seemed the tiredness was gone. Instead he just lay in bed, wide awake, trapped with his thoughts until his sleepiness returned. He sighed and looked at his phone. 3:56am. Jeff sighed. He scrolled to his contacts. He meant to go text Britta and see if she was still awake. That way he could tell her they should probably pretend tonight never happened and just forget about the whole thing. Plus, he wouldn't have to do it face to face. But the problem with his contacts was that to get to B he'd have to go through A first. And there was only two other As before Annie. He stared at her illuminated name. He stared at it until the backlight went out.
Still awake?
He hit send. It took 37 seconds for her to write back.
Am now. What's up?
He smiled. He liked that she wasn't like Pierce or Troy, and didn't bother trying to abbreviate everything to the point of creating a whole new language.
Guess who won paintball?
He hummed a tune in his head while he waited for the reply. It kept him from compulsively checking his phone.
Congrats!! What are you gonna do with priority reg?
Jeff thought about it. He knew what he wanted to do. He wanted to cram up everything so he could be a lawyer again before he knew it. At least that's what he thought he wanted. But then he thought about his friends, about Annie.
Do you think I should give it to Shirley?
It took her one of Jeff's yawns to reply.
Do YOU think you should give it to Shirley?
Jeff laughed. Of course she'd say that. She was the only person who knew how to make him do the right thing without actually telling him to. The only one who made him question his occasional douchebag.
Sorry you got out so early. Was a fun game.
He replied. He decided to figure out the Shirley thing in the morning.
It's okay. I was in it for the paintball. Priority reg, just a bonus.
He was a little surprised to hear that. He'd expect her to want the choice of cramming all the best classes in before everyone else.
Spoken like a true paintballer.
He noticed how the time between her replies was progressively getting shorter.
Heard it was just you and Britta left. Surprised you didn't kill each other! lol
Jeff felt nauseous. He felt his stomach flip. He knew that feeling. He'd only started getting it once he went to Greendale. It was guilt. As soon as he'd read that, he'd thought about what he'd done with Britta. And how it was never really Britta that he'd wanted to do that with. He felt ashamed. There was no reason why, right? It wasn't like they were together. She was with Vaughn, and he was alone. And sure, he wanted to be with her, but he'd accepted that nothing would happen. He was okay with that. So why did he hate what he did so much?
He checked the time on his phone again. 4:02am. He sighed again.
Kinda tired. Gonna sleep now.
He wrote back. He wanted to keep texting her. He wanted to never stop texting her. But he couldn't. He just didn't feel right about it until he fixed things with Britta.
Night Jeff. Congrats again. xox
Jeff stared at the xox at the end. He stared at it for ages. He wondered how many Xs and Os Vaughn got. If she used them for all her friends. If it was just something special for him, or if she figured it'd be rude not to. He spent most of the rest of the night just thinking about her. It was like a compulsion.
He didn't fall asleep until 5:37am.
Chapter 1 - Awesome
Chapter 2 - Milady
Chapter 3 - Homework
Chapter 4 - Crankypants
Chapter 5 - Cheerleader
Chapter 6 - Arm
Chapter 7 - Boyfriend
Chapter 8 - Driving
Chapter 9 - Slap
Chapter 10 - Janitor
Chapter 11 - Virgin
Chapter 12 - Present
Chapter 13 - M*A*S*H
Chapter 14 - Slater
Chapter 15 - Pretend
Chapter 16 - Comfortable
Chapter 17 - Naked
Chapter 18 - Feelings
Chapter 19 - Distraction
Chapter 20 - Sorry
Chapter 21 - Bag
Chapter 22 - Sitting
Title: Everything You Do is Super Duper Cute And I Can't Stand It.
Character/Pairing(s): Jeff, Annie, Jeff/Annie, mentions of Jeff/Britta.
Rating: PG
Summary: Stolen moments from every episode between Jeff and Annie.
Disclaimer: Dan Harmon owns.
A/N - Modern Warfare.
Texting.
Jeff slept with Britta. Way to go Jeff! Way to not be insensitive to your feelings, and screw some one else, just for the sake of forgetting a certain young brunette. And since you're obviously an idiot you should probably know, I'm being sarcastic! Great, now he was quoting her in his thoughts. That wasn't crazy at all.
Jeff rolled over in his bed.
He'd gotten home an hour before, and after a long shower and some microwavable lasagna, he'd crawled into bed. He remembered feeling exhausted when he'd gotten home but now it seemed the tiredness was gone. Instead he just lay in bed, wide awake, trapped with his thoughts until his sleepiness returned. He sighed and looked at his phone. 3:56am. Jeff sighed. He scrolled to his contacts. He meant to go text Britta and see if she was still awake. That way he could tell her they should probably pretend tonight never happened and just forget about the whole thing. Plus, he wouldn't have to do it face to face. But the problem with his contacts was that to get to B he'd have to go through A first. And there was only two other As before Annie. He stared at her illuminated name. He stared at it until the backlight went out.
Still awake?
He hit send. It took 37 seconds for her to write back.
Am now. What's up?
He smiled. He liked that she wasn't like Pierce or Troy, and didn't bother trying to abbreviate everything to the point of creating a whole new language.
Guess who won paintball?
He hummed a tune in his head while he waited for the reply. It kept him from compulsively checking his phone.
Congrats!! What are you gonna do with priority reg?
Jeff thought about it. He knew what he wanted to do. He wanted to cram up everything so he could be a lawyer again before he knew it. At least that's what he thought he wanted. But then he thought about his friends, about Annie.
Do you think I should give it to Shirley?
It took her one of Jeff's yawns to reply.
Do YOU think you should give it to Shirley?
Jeff laughed. Of course she'd say that. She was the only person who knew how to make him do the right thing without actually telling him to. The only one who made him question his occasional douchebag.
Sorry you got out so early. Was a fun game.
He replied. He decided to figure out the Shirley thing in the morning.
It's okay. I was in it for the paintball. Priority reg, just a bonus.
He was a little surprised to hear that. He'd expect her to want the choice of cramming all the best classes in before everyone else.
Spoken like a true paintballer.
He noticed how the time between her replies was progressively getting shorter.
Heard it was just you and Britta left. Surprised you didn't kill each other! lol
Jeff felt nauseous. He felt his stomach flip. He knew that feeling. He'd only started getting it once he went to Greendale. It was guilt. As soon as he'd read that, he'd thought about what he'd done with Britta. And how it was never really Britta that he'd wanted to do that with. He felt ashamed. There was no reason why, right? It wasn't like they were together. She was with Vaughn, and he was alone. And sure, he wanted to be with her, but he'd accepted that nothing would happen. He was okay with that. So why did he hate what he did so much?
He checked the time on his phone again. 4:02am. He sighed again.
Kinda tired. Gonna sleep now.
He wrote back. He wanted to keep texting her. He wanted to never stop texting her. But he couldn't. He just didn't feel right about it until he fixed things with Britta.
Night Jeff. Congrats again. xox
Jeff stared at the xox at the end. He stared at it for ages. He wondered how many Xs and Os Vaughn got. If she used them for all her friends. If it was just something special for him, or if she figured it'd be rude not to. He spent most of the rest of the night just thinking about her. It was like a compulsion.
He didn't fall asleep until 5:37am.
Chapter 1 - Awesome
Chapter 2 - Milady
Chapter 3 - Homework
Chapter 4 - Crankypants
Chapter 5 - Cheerleader
Chapter 6 - Arm
Chapter 7 - Boyfriend
Chapter 8 - Driving
Chapter 9 - Slap
Chapter 10 - Janitor
Chapter 11 - Virgin
Chapter 12 - Present
Chapter 13 - M*A*S*H
Chapter 14 - Slater
Chapter 15 - Pretend
Chapter 16 - Comfortable
Chapter 17 - Naked
Chapter 18 - Feelings
Chapter 19 - Distraction
Chapter 20 - Sorry
Chapter 21 - Bag
Chapter 22 - Sitting