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rainbowfic2015-06-27 12:44 am
bookblather) wrote in rainbowfic2015-06-27 12:44 am
Octarine 28, Rose Pink 8, Spring Green 20: Alarm
Author: Kat
Title: Alarm
Story: In the Heart
Colors: Octarine 28 (Why did you have to upset everybody?), rose pink 8 (grow old with me), spring green 20 (you rise and meet the day)
Supplies and Materials: Seed beads, watercolors (an urgent matter), pastels (Congratulate), feathers (this fact), modeling clay (first things first)
Word Count: 376
Rating: PG-13 for mention of sex
Summary: Hector and Theo oversleep.
Warnings: none.
Notes: Last rose pink! And first happy queer people.
It was a nice day, Hector thought drowsily. He could feel the sun in hot bands on his arm, cooler shade striping his skin where the blinds blocked it. Theo breathed softly beside him, soft huffs just this side of snores. Birds chirped outside, and the bed was really comfortable, and he could just keep his eyes closed and drift back off to sleep, because it was Saturday and he didn't have anywhere to--
"Oh my God," Hector said, and sat bolt upright. He grabbed the clock. "Oh my God!"
Theo rolled over and said, intelligently, "Hwuh?"
"Oh my God!" Hector reached over and shook his fiance by the shoulder. "Oh my God, Theo, get up, we're late!"
"Wha?" Theo cracked open an eye. Hector loved him, but sweet Jesus the boy was not fast waking up. "Late for what?"
Hector froze halfway out of bed and gave him a disbeliving look. "You're kidding. You cannot have forgotten."
"No," Theo said, obedient. He yawned, put a hand to the back of his mouth, then dropped it. "But remind me, what are we late for?"
"Theo," Hector said, slowly. "Honey. We're getting married this morning. Actually--" He threw a glance at the clock. "We're getting married in half an hour, so unless you want to stand your family up..."
"Fuck 'em." Theo yawned again, and this time threw his arms up. Hector's antics had yanked the blankets all willy-nilly and Theo was bare to the waist now, all muscles and love bites and miles of silky skin. He slitted his eyes open, caught Hector looking at him, and gave him a sweet, tempting smile. "Fuck me."
Tempting. But. "Any other morning in the world," Hector said. "Any other morning after this but I refuse to be late for our own wedding because you keep turning the alarm off in your sleep."
"Oh, all right." Theo rolled himself upright and scrubbed his hands across his face, then looked hopefully up through his eyelashes. "Handjob in the shower?"
...yeah, okay, they probably had time for that. "Fine," Hector said. "If you get out of bed right now."
They didn't have time, as it happened, but they were only a little late, so everything worked out in the end.
Title: Alarm
Story: In the Heart
Colors: Octarine 28 (Why did you have to upset everybody?), rose pink 8 (grow old with me), spring green 20 (you rise and meet the day)
Supplies and Materials: Seed beads, watercolors (an urgent matter), pastels (Congratulate), feathers (this fact), modeling clay (first things first)
Word Count: 376
Rating: PG-13 for mention of sex
Summary: Hector and Theo oversleep.
Warnings: none.
Notes: Last rose pink! And first happy queer people.
It was a nice day, Hector thought drowsily. He could feel the sun in hot bands on his arm, cooler shade striping his skin where the blinds blocked it. Theo breathed softly beside him, soft huffs just this side of snores. Birds chirped outside, and the bed was really comfortable, and he could just keep his eyes closed and drift back off to sleep, because it was Saturday and he didn't have anywhere to--
"Oh my God," Hector said, and sat bolt upright. He grabbed the clock. "Oh my God!"
Theo rolled over and said, intelligently, "Hwuh?"
"Oh my God!" Hector reached over and shook his fiance by the shoulder. "Oh my God, Theo, get up, we're late!"
"Wha?" Theo cracked open an eye. Hector loved him, but sweet Jesus the boy was not fast waking up. "Late for what?"
Hector froze halfway out of bed and gave him a disbeliving look. "You're kidding. You cannot have forgotten."
"No," Theo said, obedient. He yawned, put a hand to the back of his mouth, then dropped it. "But remind me, what are we late for?"
"Theo," Hector said, slowly. "Honey. We're getting married this morning. Actually--" He threw a glance at the clock. "We're getting married in half an hour, so unless you want to stand your family up..."
"Fuck 'em." Theo yawned again, and this time threw his arms up. Hector's antics had yanked the blankets all willy-nilly and Theo was bare to the waist now, all muscles and love bites and miles of silky skin. He slitted his eyes open, caught Hector looking at him, and gave him a sweet, tempting smile. "Fuck me."
Tempting. But. "Any other morning in the world," Hector said. "Any other morning after this but I refuse to be late for our own wedding because you keep turning the alarm off in your sleep."
"Oh, all right." Theo rolled himself upright and scrubbed his hands across his face, then looked hopefully up through his eyelashes. "Handjob in the shower?"
...yeah, okay, they probably had time for that. "Fine," Hector said. "If you get out of bed right now."
They didn't have time, as it happened, but they were only a little late, so everything worked out in the end.
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And Jake is indeed very silly. I do not think he grasps the concept of marriage. He had no idea why I was so damn happy on Friday... XD