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scripted_sra) wrote2009-06-11 04:39 am
scripted_sra) wrote2009-06-11 04:39 am
Entry tags:
Fake News (RPF) | Clarification | PG | Brian/Jon
Title: Clarification
Fandom: Fake News (RPF)
Rating: PG
Pairing: Brian/Jon
Summary: Brian clears things up.
Word Count: 103
Disclaimer: All copyrighted material referred to in this work, and the characters, settings, and events thereof, are the properties of their respective owners. This work is not created for profit and constitutes fair use. References to real persons, places, or events are made in a fictional context, and are not intended to be libelous, defamatory, or in any way factual.
A/N: Product of a meme.
I know you're confused, I know that you're shaken
You think we'll be lost once we begin
I know you're weak, I know that you want me
Lover, don't speak, let me in
—I Want To Come Over; Melissa Etheridge
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Brian knocked sharply on the door to Jon’s office, not waiting for a reply before he entered.
Closing the door tight behind him, he fixed Jon with a look, one smoldering and affirmative at the same time, raising an eyebrow in silent question. Jon looked back, uncertain.
He pursed his lips into a fine line and strode purposefully across the room, grabbing Jon by his tie and pulling him close without warning, kissing him deeply. “That,” he said, voice low as he looked Jon directly in the eyes, “is where we stand.”
Jon swallowed and nodded, and Brian didn’t let him look away.
Fandom: Fake News (RPF)
Rating: PG
Pairing: Brian/Jon
Summary: Brian clears things up.
Word Count: 103
Disclaimer: All copyrighted material referred to in this work, and the characters, settings, and events thereof, are the properties of their respective owners. This work is not created for profit and constitutes fair use. References to real persons, places, or events are made in a fictional context, and are not intended to be libelous, defamatory, or in any way factual.
A/N: Product of a meme.
You think we'll be lost once we begin
I know you're weak, I know that you want me
Lover, don't speak, let me in
—I Want To Come Over; Melissa Etheridge
[download]
Brian knocked sharply on the door to Jon’s office, not waiting for a reply before he entered.
Closing the door tight behind him, he fixed Jon with a look, one smoldering and affirmative at the same time, raising an eyebrow in silent question. Jon looked back, uncertain.
He pursed his lips into a fine line and strode purposefully across the room, grabbing Jon by his tie and pulling him close without warning, kissing him deeply. “That,” he said, voice low as he looked Jon directly in the eyes, “is where we stand.”
Jon swallowed and nodded, and Brian didn’t let him look away.