FILL: i don't want you to save me, 2a/?
anonymous
March 21 2011, 20:48:09 UTC
Sorry for writing this so slowly, but school just got hectic :( And, jsyk, xbeax is awesome. Thanks <3
Jesse finally gives up and closes the bookshop to go get his tea. He’s so wrapped up in trying to remember whether he has seen any movie Andrew starred in that of course he bumps into someone. He manages to make a little tsunami out of his tea and spills it everywhere, mostly on his victim’s t-shirt. And he doesn’t even have fucking tissues with him.
“Oh my God, I’m so so sorry. It’s my fault, I’m sorry,” Jesse laments and his whole face burns with a bright red flush. He’s so scared to look up from his ruined button-down and the other man’s t-shirt that it takes him a few seconds to catch up on the fact that whoever it is, is in a matter of fact, laughing. Jesse has no idea what’s so funny. Or maybe it’s an angry laughter. And now this person is going to drag him into a dark corner behind the garbage can and kill him. What is wrong with the world? Why does he have to be such a lubber? When he gathers the courage to look up, he sees
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FILL: i don't want you to save me, 2b/?
anonymous
March 21 2011, 20:49:00 UTC
“Um, hello?” comes from downstairs and Jesse jumps a little. Fuck.
“Coming,” he yells in return.
“I don’t even know your name, really,” Andrew says and maybe he’s even blushing a little. Do movie stars blush? Jesse thinks and Andrew gives him a funny look. Please someone tell him he didn’t say that out loud.
“I’m Jesse. Eisenberg,” Jesse says and extends his hand with the t-shirt.
“Nice to meet you, Jesse. I’m Andrew Garfield,” Andrew says, all smile and crinkles around his eyes and Jesse thinks for a split-second that maybe Andrew doesn’t even think that Jesse is the worst human being in the world, even if he pretty much destroyed his shirt. Andrew takes the clothing from him and says, “My mom would kill me if she knew I went home with a stranger, but I believe we’ve been properly introduced now and I carry on with undressing myself in your bathroom. I mean, if that is okay with you, obviously.”
Jesse’s brain makes a flip inside his skull and freezes at the thought. He blushes.
Why the hell is he blushing?“Of course. I mean, I’
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Jesse finally gives up and closes the bookshop to go get his tea. He’s so wrapped up in trying to remember whether he has seen any movie Andrew starred in that of course he bumps into someone. He manages to make a little tsunami out of his tea and spills it everywhere, mostly on his victim’s t-shirt. And he doesn’t even have fucking tissues with him.
“Oh my God, I’m so so sorry. It’s my fault, I’m sorry,” Jesse laments and his whole face burns with a bright red flush. He’s so scared to look up from his ruined button-down and the other man’s t-shirt that it takes him a few seconds to catch up on the fact that whoever it is, is in a matter of fact, laughing. Jesse has no idea what’s so funny. Or maybe it’s an angry laughter. And now this person is going to drag him into a dark corner behind the garbage can and kill him. What is wrong with the world? Why does he have to be such a lubber? When he gathers the courage to look up, he sees ( ... )
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“Coming,” he yells in return.
“I don’t even know your name, really,” Andrew says and maybe he’s even blushing a little. Do movie stars blush? Jesse thinks and Andrew gives him a funny look. Please someone tell him he didn’t say that out loud.
“I’m Jesse. Eisenberg,” Jesse says and extends his hand with the t-shirt.
“Nice to meet you, Jesse. I’m Andrew Garfield,” Andrew says, all smile and crinkles around his eyes and Jesse thinks for a split-second that maybe Andrew doesn’t even think that Jesse is the worst human being in the world, even if he pretty much destroyed his shirt. Andrew takes the clothing from him and says, “My mom would kill me if she knew I went home with a stranger, but I believe we’ve been properly introduced now and I carry on with undressing myself in your bathroom. I mean, if that is okay with you, obviously.”
Jesse’s brain makes a flip inside his skull and freezes at the thought. He blushes.
Why the hell is he blushing?“Of course. I mean, I’ ( ... )
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nervous!Jesse ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
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