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rainbowfic2012-02-10 09:20 am
sarcasticsra) wrote in rainbowfic2012-02-10 09:20 am
Entry tags:
Zing, 11 + eraser.
Author: Sara
Colors: Zing, 11. I can explain this to you, I can't comprehend it for you.
Supplies: Eraser (it's another new AU)
Word Count: 615
Rating: PG
Story: Polyfaceted; title of this is Coming Right Up.
Summary: Torey and Dan meet.
Notes: For Kelly. This was well-earned, believe me. I actually probably owe them more than just this. =P Takes place in an alternate early 2000.
Dan was thinking about closing early when the door chimed—the bar was basically dead, only two patrons in a table by the window, and they were moving like they’d be leaving soon—but he figured as long as he had one customer, he’d stay open. He’d inherited that trait from his father, he thought wryly, as he said, “Welcome to Dan’s. I’m Dan. What can I get you?”
The guy who walked in was tall, a couple inches taller than even his own six feet, not to mention broad, extremely built. He couldn’t help but notice that he was also very attractive. “Good to meet you, Dan,” he said, sounding a little ragged. “Can I get a glass of your best bourbon? Neat.”
“Coming right up.” Dan poured him his drink and passed it over, adding, “You okay?”
“That obvious, huh?” he asked in good humor. “Barely avoided an ex at the bar I usually hang out at.”
Dan nodded. That would do it. “Bad breakup?”
“Unfortunately,” he said. “He’s a good guy. It just ended badly.” He took a sip, smiling after he did. “This is good.”
Dan smiled back, maybe even a little flirtatiously—he hadn’t missed that pronoun—and said, “Of course. It’s the best.”
“I’m Torey, by the way,” he said, grinning a little.
“Nice to meet you.”
“You’ve got a nice place here.” He glanced around.
“It’s usually got a few more people in it,” Dan said dryly. “I’m in the middle of a lull.”
“Owned it long?”
“Six years, but it’s been in the family since I was born. My dad opened it.”
They talked for awhile, Dan letting Torey blow off steam. When he finally left, Dan couldn’t help but hope he’d be back.
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Torey did come back, a week later, this time when the bar was a little more crowded. He also had another guy with him this time, and Dan fought a slight pang of disappointment.
“Hey, Dan,” Torey said as they sat down at the bar. “This is Johnny, my brother.”
“What can I get you?” Dan asked, far more pleased by that introduction than he had any right to be.
“Guinness,” Johnny said.
“Same bourbon as last time,” added Torey.
“Coming right up.”
He got them their drinks and was called away to another customer just as he heard Johnny say, “’splay darts, Tore.”
While he served the rest of his patrons, he’d sneak the occasional glance at the dartboard. Johnny was better than Torey, that was easy to see, but he wasn’t exactly watching for technique’s sake. The position of the dartboard gave him a good view of Torey in his jeans.
It was a shame he tried to avoid asking out his customers, given the potential for awkwardness.
When the game was over and Johnny and Torey headed back up to the bar, he wasn’t prepared for Johnny to open with, “So ya were checkin’ out my brother, right?”
“Johnny, I’m going to kill you.”
“Jus’ provin’ my point, Tore,” he said. “Ya were, weren’t ya?”
Dan shrugged. What else to do but be honest? “Yeah, I was.”
Johnny smirked. “’Nother Guinness. I’ll take it over there.” He gestured down toward the other end of the bar. “You’re welcome,” he added to his brother. Torey just shoved him away, but he was laughing.
“Sorry about that,” he said, leaning on the bar.
“It’s no problem,” Dan replied. He got Johnny’s beer and took it to him; when he returned, he said, “Can I get you another?”
“Sure,” Torey said. He grinned. “Maybe also your number? That is, if you liked what you saw.”
Dan grinned back, slowly. “Coming right up.”
Colors: Zing, 11. I can explain this to you, I can't comprehend it for you.
Supplies: Eraser (it's another new AU)
Word Count: 615
Rating: PG
Story: Polyfaceted; title of this is Coming Right Up.
Summary: Torey and Dan meet.
Notes: For Kelly. This was well-earned, believe me. I actually probably owe them more than just this. =P Takes place in an alternate early 2000.
Dan was thinking about closing early when the door chimed—the bar was basically dead, only two patrons in a table by the window, and they were moving like they’d be leaving soon—but he figured as long as he had one customer, he’d stay open. He’d inherited that trait from his father, he thought wryly, as he said, “Welcome to Dan’s. I’m Dan. What can I get you?”
The guy who walked in was tall, a couple inches taller than even his own six feet, not to mention broad, extremely built. He couldn’t help but notice that he was also very attractive. “Good to meet you, Dan,” he said, sounding a little ragged. “Can I get a glass of your best bourbon? Neat.”
“Coming right up.” Dan poured him his drink and passed it over, adding, “You okay?”
“That obvious, huh?” he asked in good humor. “Barely avoided an ex at the bar I usually hang out at.”
Dan nodded. That would do it. “Bad breakup?”
“Unfortunately,” he said. “He’s a good guy. It just ended badly.” He took a sip, smiling after he did. “This is good.”
Dan smiled back, maybe even a little flirtatiously—he hadn’t missed that pronoun—and said, “Of course. It’s the best.”
“I’m Torey, by the way,” he said, grinning a little.
“Nice to meet you.”
“You’ve got a nice place here.” He glanced around.
“It’s usually got a few more people in it,” Dan said dryly. “I’m in the middle of a lull.”
“Owned it long?”
“Six years, but it’s been in the family since I was born. My dad opened it.”
They talked for awhile, Dan letting Torey blow off steam. When he finally left, Dan couldn’t help but hope he’d be back.
Torey did come back, a week later, this time when the bar was a little more crowded. He also had another guy with him this time, and Dan fought a slight pang of disappointment.
“Hey, Dan,” Torey said as they sat down at the bar. “This is Johnny, my brother.”
“What can I get you?” Dan asked, far more pleased by that introduction than he had any right to be.
“Guinness,” Johnny said.
“Same bourbon as last time,” added Torey.
“Coming right up.”
He got them their drinks and was called away to another customer just as he heard Johnny say, “’splay darts, Tore.”
While he served the rest of his patrons, he’d sneak the occasional glance at the dartboard. Johnny was better than Torey, that was easy to see, but he wasn’t exactly watching for technique’s sake. The position of the dartboard gave him a good view of Torey in his jeans.
It was a shame he tried to avoid asking out his customers, given the potential for awkwardness.
When the game was over and Johnny and Torey headed back up to the bar, he wasn’t prepared for Johnny to open with, “So ya were checkin’ out my brother, right?”
“Johnny, I’m going to kill you.”
“Jus’ provin’ my point, Tore,” he said. “Ya were, weren’t ya?”
Dan shrugged. What else to do but be honest? “Yeah, I was.”
Johnny smirked. “’Nother Guinness. I’ll take it over there.” He gestured down toward the other end of the bar. “You’re welcome,” he added to his brother. Torey just shoved him away, but he was laughing.
“Sorry about that,” he said, leaning on the bar.
“It’s no problem,” Dan replied. He got Johnny’s beer and took it to him; when he returned, he said, “Can I get you another?”
“Sure,” Torey said. He grinned. “Maybe also your number? That is, if you liked what you saw.”
Dan grinned back, slowly. “Coming right up.”
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I...don't even remember what originally prompted me to ask for this pairing, but I've been looking forward to it for ages, and this is adorable and fluffy and has SUCH potential that it was totally worth the wait.
Now one of us should write Johnny and Torey's conversation during darts. =P
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I think it was the result of me bunnying myself during one of my fic commentaries that you then jumped on. (I AM NOT THE ONLY ENCOURAGER AMONGST US.)
(Encourager is so a word now.)
(FYI.)
I am glad you enjoyed. :D
Haha, I want Torey's POV. =P
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(Dude, you owe me so hard for this AU fic.)
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Nice job.
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Thank you!
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Lol at Johnny and the ending in general. I love the end, with Torey asking if he liked what he saw.
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Haha, Johnny was possibly my favorite part of this. Thank you!
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Thanks!
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