Wednesday - The Day After
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comment_ficGreetings writers! The day after a celebration is often one where you can feel a bit delicate. So therefor, keeping with this weeks over all theme, today's theme is The Day After. Now you don't have to limit yourself to people being hung over. It could mean the day after any kind of event, good or bad.
Just remember the rules!
* No more than three prompts from the same fandom
* No more than five prompts in a row
* If your prompt is answered you may leave a new one
* Spoiler, don't leave any in the prompts and if your fill containts one please warn accordingly. Wait a week before prompting something that might be considered spoilery (if you are wondering if it is, it probably is)
Examples:
Leverage, Eliot/Hardison, Too much whiskey, too little sense
Justified, Raylan/author's choice, waking up in a strange bed
Dr Who/Hitch-hikers Guide to the Galaxy, Eleven/River, Pan-Galactic Gargleblasters
Castle/Firefly, Rick Castle/Simon Tamm, Waking up in a strange galaxy
tag=dayafter
Just remember the rules!
* No more than three prompts from the same fandom
* No more than five prompts in a row
* If your prompt is answered you may leave a new one
* Spoiler, don't leave any in the prompts and if your fill containts one please warn accordingly. Wait a week before prompting something that might be considered spoilery (if you are wondering if it is, it probably is)
Examples:
Leverage, Eliot/Hardison, Too much whiskey, too little sense
Justified, Raylan/author's choice, waking up in a strange bed
Dr Who/Hitch-hikers Guide to the Galaxy, Eleven/River, Pan-Galactic Gargleblasters
Castle/Firefly, Rick Castle/Simon Tamm, Waking up in a strange galaxy
tag=dayafter
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Date: 2011-10-08 07:19 am (UTC)If he had any idea who this pretty young man laying next to him was, he might kiss him awake and made find out if whatever they’d done last night was worth remembering. But there wasn’t even a whisper of a name attached to that innocent and yet strangely world-weary face.
It wasn’t till he climbed out of the bed and when wandering; in search of both his clothes and a way to slip off without disturbing the young man, thus avoiding awkwardness, that he realised the seriousness of the situation.
Up the ladder to something like a flight deck and then nothing but stars. Stars and plastic dinosaurs. “No way! I’m in space!”
“Captain?”
Wash swears he didn’t look but to this day he still blushes at the mention of the day the quick talking writer appeared on their ship.
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Date: 2011-10-05 09:49 am (UTC)no fill YET
Date: 2011-10-05 11:54 am (UTC)I have classes but expect something sometime today. ;)
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Date: 2011-10-05 09:51 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-10-05 09:55 am (UTC)Filled!
Date: 2011-10-05 04:01 pm (UTC)As his head slowly reached an acceptable pain level, he started to realize two things. First was that the bed he was in was much more comfortable than any bed he had been in before. Second, and probably more importantly, there was a body next to him; a very warm body.
Sam reached under his pillow looking for his gun but came up empty handed.
“That wouldn’t work anyways.”
Sam’s eyes snapped open. “Gabriel!” He winced at the sound of his own voice.
Gabriel touched his head and the pain went away. “Better?”
“Yeah, thanks.”
“Anytime, Sammy.”
“What happened last night?”
“What do you remember?”
“Nothing.”
Sam thought he saw a flash of disappointment, but he couldn’t be sure. “Okay, short version. You got drunk and we had sex.”
Sam groaned. “How the hell did you talk me into that?”
“Hey! You came on to me!” Gabriel insisted.
Sam rolled his eyes, obviously not believing him. He glanced at the window and froze at what he saw.
“Gabriel?”
“Yeah?”
“Are we on the moon?!”
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Date: 2011-10-05 11:25 am (UTC)FILL [1/3]
Date: 2016-05-05 05:01 pm (UTC)Sure, Mike had hoped he'd wake to the smell of bacon and leave the bedroom to see his cooking them breakfast in sweatpants -- or nothing, really; Mike's not picky and okay, maybe he's a little desperate -- but instead he's been drooling on Harvey's pillow for who knows how long now. He knows Harvey's all about work, couldn't forget about it if he wanted to, not when only a few hours before he'd been moaning shamelessly as he listened to Harvey talk about how good it felt to finally close Mike and all the illegal things he wanted to do with him, fraud notwithstanding.
Things he shouldn't be thinking about if he wants to get to work before their lunch meeting.
He looks like an undignified jumble as he leaves Harvey's building, but he has to admit that it's pretty sweet as far as walks of shame go. He's a little impressed with himself, really, but he knows he'll have to hurry to put on his spare suit and finish the briefs Louis undoubtedly dropped on him before he can see Harvey.
As he signals for the cab to stop, he wonders what Harvey is doing. Probably talking on his phone and looking out the window, his voice either that smug tone he always has when speaking to the opposing counsel or new clients or the mocking way he talks to Louis and, well, also the opposing counsel. Maybe it's one of those rare days when Harvey lets himself feel -- not use feelings, Mike doesn't buy that crap -- and he's assuring a client or someone he knows. The thought makes him smile as he slides into the back of the cab and gives the driver Pearson Hardman's address without needing to think it.
Maybe Harvey's thinking about the night before. His heart flutters at the mere idea and he finds himself grinning freely as he looks out the window absently.
Once he's changed into fresh clothes which have never been strewn across the floor of Harvey's penthouse, he realizes that he's feeling a little on the edge. He doesn't know why, but his feet take him to Harvey's office and surely enough he's on the phone, nursing a glass of expensive -- and amazing, especially when he tastes it from Harvey's lips -- Scotch. He glances at Donna, who gives him an amused yet exhasperated look and for a moment he wonders if she knows. Just for a moment because of course she knows, she's Donna, and he grins bashfully in return. He waits until Harvey's done with his call to go inside, mentally preparing himself for...
...Harvey glancing up at him and muttering a 'glad to see you decided to join us' as he gives Mike a handful of files.
There's no spark of memory in his gaze, no sign that they woke up in the same bed, it's more like Harvey isn't paying attention to him at all. This might as well be nothing, really, and it hurts.
He's sure he's doing a bad job of hiding his confusion but Harvey isn't looking at him, instead scribbling on some papers like everything's normal and he doesn't know how long has gone by before Donna takes mercy on him and guides him out of the office. "What...?" He asks, though he doesn't know if he wants an answer.
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Date: 2011-10-05 11:25 am (UTC)Chuck, Chuck/Bryce, the day after Bryce dies Chuck can't stop shaking and the team mistakenly believes it's because he's not reacting well to the new programming
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Date: 2011-10-05 11:26 am (UTC)Any, any, the day after I left you
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Date: 2011-10-05 11:26 am (UTC)the Myron Bolitar books, Myron/Win, the day after Win almost dies Myron won't stop fussing over him, much to Win's horror
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Date: 2011-10-05 11:27 am (UTC)Criminal Minds, Hotch/Reid, Hotch can always tell the day after Reid has spent a night on dilaudid
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