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csi_sanders1129) wrote2010-01-30 01:39 am
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The first TEN people to comment in this post get to request that I write a drabble of any pairing/character of their choosing. In return, they have to post this in their journal, regardless of their ability level. (If you absolutely can't write, maybe find a creative alternative?) (Only if you want to and haven't already.)
Thoughts From Me: Please write the pairing/fandom, and a prompt if you feel like leaving one. I will do it all, if I know the fandom (if I don't I will give it a shot but don't expect it to be perfect or anything.)
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suerum Jason/Spinelli, Sonny - GH
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damion_starr Tallahassee/Columbus - Zombieland
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ktrisha Greg Sanders/Jack Harkness - CSI/Torchwood
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yaoibatman Ben/Riley - National Treasure
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elenielofnarnia Tommy/Merton - Big Wolf On Campus
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Thoughts From Me: Please write the pairing/fandom, and a prompt if you feel like leaving one. I will do it all, if I know the fandom (if I don't I will give it a shot but don't expect it to be perfect or anything.)
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Cold - Pt 2
“Going to fucking freeze to death.” Columbus mumbles as he methodically dries the elder off. It is midway through this task, unfortunately, that Tallahassee wakes up.
“The fuck do you think you’re doing, Ohio?” Tallahassee demands, trying to sit up. Despite the murderous look in his eyes, Columbus shoves him back down. “You really want me to punch you, huh?”
Columbus somehow manages to keep him in place. “Try it. Have fun breaking your arm some more. I’m sure that will feel great.” He tells the other man.
Tallahassee stills and his eyes fall on his disfigured arm. “Well, shit. That does hurt.”
“Can I finish drying you off before you go all hypothermic on us?” He questions.
Tallahassee grabs the towel from the younger. “I can fucking dry myself off, thank you very much.” Somewhat incredulously, he uses his non-broken arm to shove Columbus away and then get to his feet. He sways, obviously not up to such a task just yet. He starts to fall back, but Columbus keeps him mostly upright.
“Yes, you’re very convincing.” He sits Tallahassee down again. “By the way, what the hell were you thinking?”
“Hell, it wasn’t my fault. I was trying to protect your sorry ass. A bunch of thugs showed up on my watch in the middle of the night. I chased them off.”
Columbus raises a curious eyebrow. “And?”
“And so maybe there were more of them than I originally thought.” The elder grumbled. “Just hurry up with your first-aid so I can go back to sleep.”
Columbus does as asked, gets Tallahassee as dry as he can before helping him into warm clothes and bracing his arm with whatever supplies they have. “There.” He says, finally, when all is done.
Tallahassee is already moving for the bed, slowly, and Columbus follows suit. “What now?” He grumbles, when Ohio sits down beside him, and shifts his way under the covers of the bed, too.
“Just shut up and go to sleep.”
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