Fic: Everything You Do is Super Duper Cute And I Can't Stand It (34/?)
Fandom: Community
Title: Everything You Do is Super Duper Cute And I Can't Stand It.
Character/Pairing(s): Jeff, Annie, Jeff/Annie
Rating: PG
Summary: Stolen moments from every episode between Jeff and Annie.
Disclaimer: Belongs to Mr Harmon.
A/N - After Conspiracy Theories and Interior Design (or did they change the name?). Here's the Chapter Directory for previous chapters. OMG this episode was amazing! I'm pretty sure if you're reading this you're a Jeff/Annie fan, and I'm pretty sure as a Jeff/Annie fan, this episode was something you'd been waiting for since the season started. And my god what a gem of an episode it was. Seriously, it was so worth the wait. And it wasn't just the Jeff/Annie parts, it was everything! Anyway, this chapter was tricky, because how do you improve an episode full of everything I've been basically writing since the start? I think I managed though. Let me know. Also I'm sorry if some sentences are a little incoherent. It's late, I can't think straight. :)
Sleeping
After the blanket fort came crashing down, people started collecting up their blankets and heading back to their respective rooms. But not everyone collected their blankets, which left a pile of unwanted blankets and pillows in Abed's dorm room. And none of the study group seemed to want to leave just yet, so the seven of them all piled around on the floor of Abed's room, with blankets and candy to have their first ever study group sleepover.
Pierce had been sprawled on the couch, so that none of them would accidentally sit on one of his legs. Shirley lay on the bean bag chair. Britta sat in front of the couch, with Troy leaning on her left shoulder, while Abed suggested cardboard submarine ideas from her right. Annie's legs were sprawled across Abed, Britta and Troy, and she was leaning on Jeff's chest, while he was leaning on a wall of cushions which he had made for himself.
They'd spent the night eating whatever junk food they could find between the sheets, and playing silly games like 'would you rather' and 'kiss, kill, marry'. Jeff ignored the suspicious looks he and Annie were getting from Britta, and the all too knowing ones they were getting from Pierce, and the curious ones they were getting from Abed. Troy had started a game of hide-and-go-seek, but gave up when no one apart from him hid, and Annie who was 'it' didn't seek. They resorted to watching movie after movie instead. And throughout the night, they fell asleep one by one. Pierce was first, but was awoken by jellybeans that Jeff, Troy and Britta threw at him. Then, it was Shirley, and Pierce again. Soon Troy's snoring could be heard from Britta's shoulder, and Abed noted ten minutes later that Britta's eyes had shut too.
Eventually, Abed's body became limp, and Jeff wasn't even going to try to pretend that he didn't know he and Annie were the only ones awake. They were halfway through the fifth DVD of the night, (ET), and Elliott had just set the frogs free, which seemed just as good time as any for Jeff to speak his mind.
"So.." He said quietly, as not to wake anyone up.
"So" Annie repeated.
"Tonight was..." He trailed off unsure of what to say.
"Weird" Annie yawned, and Jeff felt her lean deeper into his chest.
"Among other things" He said, keeping his voice monotone.
"Mm hm" She agreed, not really listening to him. It was late. She was obviously tired. This conversation should wait. Only Jeff was wide awake, and he didn't want to wait.
"And that improvising you did, that was just improvisation, right? Or.."
"Or what?" She asked quietly.
Or she had finally admitted months of repressed anger and frustration at him, which made him feel like an even bigger ass than he already did on that first day back at Greendale. He knew he should have called. It had remained on his To Do list all Summer long. Only he was afraid to call because it was Annie, and he was crazy about her. But it was Annie, and he just couldn't. Not to mention Britta. And eventually it became too late to call so he just kept telling himself 'tomorrow I'll definitely do it', but tomorrow never came. Then suddenly it was September, and he was fake dating Britta, and everyone hated him for walking out of the Tranny Dance. And He felt too many emotions at the one time and he just needed to start over. He wanted to tell her that. He wanted to say everything to Annie so she wouldn't forever think he was the ass that kissed her and didn't call that one Summer.
"I'm sorry" He said instead.
"Hm?"
"I should have called. And I'm sorry I made you feel the way you felt during the Summer. It wasn't fair."
She didn't say anything, but her body shifted a little, and she rolled herself over to her side so her face was on the crook of his arm and her right hand rested on his chest. She stared up at him with he big blue eyes and gave him a small smile which made his heart speed up. What made him even more nervous was that she probably knew the effect she was having on him considering her hand placed over his chest.
"Thank you" She mumbled. It was muffled by Jeff's sweater.
"I was confused you know" He admitted.
She gave him a small shrug. "I was too."
He stared down at her smiling, and she stared back, also smiling. "Why did you kiss me on the night of the Tranny Dance?" He asked when he eventually got the courage.
She closed her eyes, and snuggled in deeper, pulling his arm around herself. We're not cuddling, Jeff told himself. You're Jeff Winger. Jeff Winger doesn't cuddle. Then again, Jeff Winger didn't usually ask girly questions like 'why did you kiss me' either, but here he was.
"Annie?"
She stretched her arm across his chest and pulled herself even closer to him. He could feel her breathing now, and it felt pretty damn good. He pulled a blanket over the two of them, and slid down a bit on his pillow wall, so they'd both be more comfortable. Her legs moved over and intertwined themselves with his, and he noticed just how much shorter she was when her feet only reached his shins.
"I know you're awake" He said. Her lips curled upwards ever so slightly, and that was enough to keep Jeff satisfied. He would be fine without an answer. For now.
"Fine" He said. On an impulse he leaned down and kissed the top of her head, pulling her in tighter as he did so, although he was surprised there even was space between them left to fill. He closed his eyes, and she sighed into him, bringing the arm that had stretched across his body, to find his left hand that was resting on his stomach. She locked her finger with his and whispered "g'night Jeff."
He couldn't remember if he'd actually said "g'night Annie" or if he was too entranced by their closeness to bother. It didn't matter anyway. All he knew was he was definitely looking forward to waking up to Annie in the morning.
Title: Everything You Do is Super Duper Cute And I Can't Stand It.
Character/Pairing(s): Jeff, Annie, Jeff/Annie
Rating: PG
Summary: Stolen moments from every episode between Jeff and Annie.
Disclaimer: Belongs to Mr Harmon.
A/N - After Conspiracy Theories and Interior Design (or did they change the name?). Here's the Chapter Directory for previous chapters. OMG this episode was amazing! I'm pretty sure if you're reading this you're a Jeff/Annie fan, and I'm pretty sure as a Jeff/Annie fan, this episode was something you'd been waiting for since the season started. And my god what a gem of an episode it was. Seriously, it was so worth the wait. And it wasn't just the Jeff/Annie parts, it was everything! Anyway, this chapter was tricky, because how do you improve an episode full of everything I've been basically writing since the start? I think I managed though. Let me know. Also I'm sorry if some sentences are a little incoherent. It's late, I can't think straight. :)
Sleeping
After the blanket fort came crashing down, people started collecting up their blankets and heading back to their respective rooms. But not everyone collected their blankets, which left a pile of unwanted blankets and pillows in Abed's dorm room. And none of the study group seemed to want to leave just yet, so the seven of them all piled around on the floor of Abed's room, with blankets and candy to have their first ever study group sleepover.
Pierce had been sprawled on the couch, so that none of them would accidentally sit on one of his legs. Shirley lay on the bean bag chair. Britta sat in front of the couch, with Troy leaning on her left shoulder, while Abed suggested cardboard submarine ideas from her right. Annie's legs were sprawled across Abed, Britta and Troy, and she was leaning on Jeff's chest, while he was leaning on a wall of cushions which he had made for himself.
They'd spent the night eating whatever junk food they could find between the sheets, and playing silly games like 'would you rather' and 'kiss, kill, marry'. Jeff ignored the suspicious looks he and Annie were getting from Britta, and the all too knowing ones they were getting from Pierce, and the curious ones they were getting from Abed. Troy had started a game of hide-and-go-seek, but gave up when no one apart from him hid, and Annie who was 'it' didn't seek. They resorted to watching movie after movie instead. And throughout the night, they fell asleep one by one. Pierce was first, but was awoken by jellybeans that Jeff, Troy and Britta threw at him. Then, it was Shirley, and Pierce again. Soon Troy's snoring could be heard from Britta's shoulder, and Abed noted ten minutes later that Britta's eyes had shut too.
Eventually, Abed's body became limp, and Jeff wasn't even going to try to pretend that he didn't know he and Annie were the only ones awake. They were halfway through the fifth DVD of the night, (ET), and Elliott had just set the frogs free, which seemed just as good time as any for Jeff to speak his mind.
"So.." He said quietly, as not to wake anyone up.
"So" Annie repeated.
"Tonight was..." He trailed off unsure of what to say.
"Weird" Annie yawned, and Jeff felt her lean deeper into his chest.
"Among other things" He said, keeping his voice monotone.
"Mm hm" She agreed, not really listening to him. It was late. She was obviously tired. This conversation should wait. Only Jeff was wide awake, and he didn't want to wait.
"And that improvising you did, that was just improvisation, right? Or.."
"Or what?" She asked quietly.
Or she had finally admitted months of repressed anger and frustration at him, which made him feel like an even bigger ass than he already did on that first day back at Greendale. He knew he should have called. It had remained on his To Do list all Summer long. Only he was afraid to call because it was Annie, and he was crazy about her. But it was Annie, and he just couldn't. Not to mention Britta. And eventually it became too late to call so he just kept telling himself 'tomorrow I'll definitely do it', but tomorrow never came. Then suddenly it was September, and he was fake dating Britta, and everyone hated him for walking out of the Tranny Dance. And He felt too many emotions at the one time and he just needed to start over. He wanted to tell her that. He wanted to say everything to Annie so she wouldn't forever think he was the ass that kissed her and didn't call that one Summer.
"I'm sorry" He said instead.
"Hm?"
"I should have called. And I'm sorry I made you feel the way you felt during the Summer. It wasn't fair."
She didn't say anything, but her body shifted a little, and she rolled herself over to her side so her face was on the crook of his arm and her right hand rested on his chest. She stared up at him with he big blue eyes and gave him a small smile which made his heart speed up. What made him even more nervous was that she probably knew the effect she was having on him considering her hand placed over his chest.
"Thank you" She mumbled. It was muffled by Jeff's sweater.
"I was confused you know" He admitted.
She gave him a small shrug. "I was too."
He stared down at her smiling, and she stared back, also smiling. "Why did you kiss me on the night of the Tranny Dance?" He asked when he eventually got the courage.
She closed her eyes, and snuggled in deeper, pulling his arm around herself. We're not cuddling, Jeff told himself. You're Jeff Winger. Jeff Winger doesn't cuddle. Then again, Jeff Winger didn't usually ask girly questions like 'why did you kiss me' either, but here he was.
"Annie?"
She stretched her arm across his chest and pulled herself even closer to him. He could feel her breathing now, and it felt pretty damn good. He pulled a blanket over the two of them, and slid down a bit on his pillow wall, so they'd both be more comfortable. Her legs moved over and intertwined themselves with his, and he noticed just how much shorter she was when her feet only reached his shins.
"I know you're awake" He said. Her lips curled upwards ever so slightly, and that was enough to keep Jeff satisfied. He would be fine without an answer. For now.
"Fine" He said. On an impulse he leaned down and kissed the top of her head, pulling her in tighter as he did so, although he was surprised there even was space between them left to fill. He closed his eyes, and she sighed into him, bringing the arm that had stretched across his body, to find his left hand that was resting on his stomach. She locked her finger with his and whispered "g'night Jeff."
He couldn't remember if he'd actually said "g'night Annie" or if he was too entranced by their closeness to bother. It didn't matter anyway. All he knew was he was definitely looking forward to waking up to Annie in the morning.