Fic: Everything You Do is Super Duper Cute And I Can't Stand It (31/?)
Fandom: Community
Title: Everything You Do is Super Duper Cute And I Can't Stand It.
Character/Pairing(s): Jeff, Annie, Jeff/Annie, implied Rich/Annie
Rating: PG
Summary: Stolen moments from every episode between Jeff and Annie.
Disclaimer: Belongs to Mr Harmon.
A/N - Epidemiology (that's a really annoying word to spell) 206. Here's the Chapter Directory for previous chapters. Contains suspicious!Britta and jealous!Jeff.
Rich
Jeff sat silently beside Britta, watching Annie and stupid Rich from stupid Pottery class flirting with each other. She was giggling at all his stupid doctor jokes, and twirling her hair like a giddy school girl. It made Jeff want to punch stupid Rich in his stupid face. Repeatedly. With an giant iron glove on his fist.
"That Pottery class must have really damaged your ego" Britta said, breaking through the image of Rich melting that was playing in Jeff's head.
"Hm?"
"You really hate Rich. You've been glaring at him like you're trying to telepathically blow him up" Britta said, trying to hide a smile at Jeff's ridiculous anger.
"So?" Jeff said, for lack of a better reaction.
"So, you must really want to be good at Pottery" She said.
"It's not about Pottery" Jeff blurted out. He regretted it immediately because now Britta was raising her eyebrow suspiciously, and giving him a quizzical look.
"Then, why are you so jealous of Rich?"
"Uh, because he's so....I mean come on Britta just look at him. How could you not hate that stupid fake Pottery genius face of his?"
"Annie seems to think he's nice" Britta said. She leaned over and nudged Jeff with her shoulder.
"Annie's an idiot" Jeff replied, hoping it would throw Britta off the scent if he insulted Annie.
From a distance, Annie giggled at something else stupid Rich said, and Jeff's fists clenched automatically. Stupid Rich handed the paper cup he was holding to Annie, and she ran off to get them both some more water. Jeff ignored the fact that Britta was still watching him from the corner of her eye, and jumped from the table, towards the water fountain.
Annie had a small smile on her face as she filled stupid Rich's cup.
"So I saw you talking to Rich..." Jeff began, and cursed himself for not beating around the bush a little. "Sounded like you guys were having a hoot" His voice got dangerously high at the end of the sentence, and he tried a casual smile so she wouldn't suspect anything. It worked for all of two seconds.
"Yeah, I was. Why, does it bother you?" She raised an eyebrow.
Jeff pulled a cup from the stack and started filling it up to distract himself. "No, why would that bother me?" He didn't look her in the eye.
"Because you hate Rich almost as much as you hate Leonard" Annie said.
More than Leonard Jeff thought. "I don't hate Rich, what makes you think I hate Rich?" Jeff said, and began to slowly drink the water he'd poured for himself.
"Because he's better at Pottery than you are" Annie said.
Jeff scoffed. "Pottery was just a distraction." Once the sentence had left his mouth Jeff's eyes widened. That was the second time in the last ten minutes that he'd let the truth abut Pottery slip out. He was starting to wonder if he should just never talk about the subject again.
"A distraction for what?" Her eyes widened slightly, as they burned into him, and waited for an answer.
Jeff started drinking his water again, to stall a little bit. There was no talking himself out of this one. It was like trying to change the word fighting into something else halfway. He just couldn't do it. He finally finished the water, but kept the cup to his lips for a few seconds longer. Annie didn't budge. Eventually he pulled the cup away and threw it in the trash beside the fountain.
"Have you seen my jacket? It cost a lot of money, and I don't think I'll be able to sleep tonight knowing it's somewhere in Greendale." That's what he was going with? He was just going to pretend she'd never asked the question? Nice one Winger! What a damn genius you are! She's totally not going to notice you completely avoid it. Moron!
"I think it's in the study room." She looked disappointed, and Jeff suddenly wanted to punch himself more than stupid Rich.
"Thanks" He mumbled out and power-walked back to the study room, so he wouldn't have to spend another second feeling guilty for no reason.
Britta was still giving him suspicious stares when he got back. And once he'd found his jacket, he could hear Annie's giggling again. Jeff really wanted to punch stupid Rich.
Title: Everything You Do is Super Duper Cute And I Can't Stand It.
Character/Pairing(s): Jeff, Annie, Jeff/Annie, implied Rich/Annie
Rating: PG
Summary: Stolen moments from every episode between Jeff and Annie.
Disclaimer: Belongs to Mr Harmon.
A/N - Epidemiology (that's a really annoying word to spell) 206. Here's the Chapter Directory for previous chapters. Contains suspicious!Britta and jealous!Jeff.
Rich
Jeff sat silently beside Britta, watching Annie and stupid Rich from stupid Pottery class flirting with each other. She was giggling at all his stupid doctor jokes, and twirling her hair like a giddy school girl. It made Jeff want to punch stupid Rich in his stupid face. Repeatedly. With an giant iron glove on his fist.
"That Pottery class must have really damaged your ego" Britta said, breaking through the image of Rich melting that was playing in Jeff's head.
"Hm?"
"You really hate Rich. You've been glaring at him like you're trying to telepathically blow him up" Britta said, trying to hide a smile at Jeff's ridiculous anger.
"So?" Jeff said, for lack of a better reaction.
"So, you must really want to be good at Pottery" She said.
"It's not about Pottery" Jeff blurted out. He regretted it immediately because now Britta was raising her eyebrow suspiciously, and giving him a quizzical look.
"Then, why are you so jealous of Rich?"
"Uh, because he's so....I mean come on Britta just look at him. How could you not hate that stupid fake Pottery genius face of his?"
"Annie seems to think he's nice" Britta said. She leaned over and nudged Jeff with her shoulder.
"Annie's an idiot" Jeff replied, hoping it would throw Britta off the scent if he insulted Annie.
From a distance, Annie giggled at something else stupid Rich said, and Jeff's fists clenched automatically. Stupid Rich handed the paper cup he was holding to Annie, and she ran off to get them both some more water. Jeff ignored the fact that Britta was still watching him from the corner of her eye, and jumped from the table, towards the water fountain.
Annie had a small smile on her face as she filled stupid Rich's cup.
"So I saw you talking to Rich..." Jeff began, and cursed himself for not beating around the bush a little. "Sounded like you guys were having a hoot" His voice got dangerously high at the end of the sentence, and he tried a casual smile so she wouldn't suspect anything. It worked for all of two seconds.
"Yeah, I was. Why, does it bother you?" She raised an eyebrow.
Jeff pulled a cup from the stack and started filling it up to distract himself. "No, why would that bother me?" He didn't look her in the eye.
"Because you hate Rich almost as much as you hate Leonard" Annie said.
More than Leonard Jeff thought. "I don't hate Rich, what makes you think I hate Rich?" Jeff said, and began to slowly drink the water he'd poured for himself.
"Because he's better at Pottery than you are" Annie said.
Jeff scoffed. "Pottery was just a distraction." Once the sentence had left his mouth Jeff's eyes widened. That was the second time in the last ten minutes that he'd let the truth abut Pottery slip out. He was starting to wonder if he should just never talk about the subject again.
"A distraction for what?" Her eyes widened slightly, as they burned into him, and waited for an answer.
Jeff started drinking his water again, to stall a little bit. There was no talking himself out of this one. It was like trying to change the word fighting into something else halfway. He just couldn't do it. He finally finished the water, but kept the cup to his lips for a few seconds longer. Annie didn't budge. Eventually he pulled the cup away and threw it in the trash beside the fountain.
"Have you seen my jacket? It cost a lot of money, and I don't think I'll be able to sleep tonight knowing it's somewhere in Greendale." That's what he was going with? He was just going to pretend she'd never asked the question? Nice one Winger! What a damn genius you are! She's totally not going to notice you completely avoid it. Moron!
"I think it's in the study room." She looked disappointed, and Jeff suddenly wanted to punch himself more than stupid Rich.
"Thanks" He mumbled out and power-walked back to the study room, so he wouldn't have to spend another second feeling guilty for no reason.
Britta was still giving him suspicious stares when he got back. And once he'd found his jacket, he could hear Annie's giggling again. Jeff really wanted to punch stupid Rich.