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Comment Fic: Day 22

It's another Comment Fic prompt for your pleasure!

Today's prompt: I didn't mean it

See where that leads you! Let's create words! ;-)


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Sep. 23rd, 2019 01:56 pm (UTC)
Fill: Original fic Jimmy Bogart/Desmond Richard
"I didn't mean it, Des," Jimmy said hoping he didn't sound like the whiny man-child he could be at times.

"There in lies the problem, James," Desmond informed him. "You rarely mean what you say."

"Excuse me?" Jimmy quickly retorted as he geared up to fight. He hated it when Desmond called him James.

"I learned a long time ago that ninety percent of what tumbles out of your mouth you don't mean," Desmond replied with an uncompromising frown.

"Fuck you!" Jimmy snarled and stalked off before fists started flying.

Desmond sighed in tired resignation. This was the third fight they had had in as many days.

If things kept going like they were, they would be broken up for good. Something Desmond was trying to avoid at all costs, because he truly did love Jimmy.


Jimmy knocked on the door of the studio control room and waited. He knew Desmond had retreated to this room to lick his wounds.

Desmond opened the door and studied Jimmy.

"I'm sorry," Jimmy said once he gotten tired of the scrutiny.

"Do you even know what you are apologizing for?" Desmond quietly asked.

"For being a bigger asshole than I need to be?" Jimmy countered just as quietly.

"Yes, there is that," Desmond replied with a soft huff of laughter.

"I'm not even certain what caused our latest fight," Jimmy admitted. "I do know I don't like it when you use my first name as a weapon."

"It does get your attention," Desmond calmly remarked.

"It most certainly does," Jimmy agreed with pursed lips. "But you aren't any of my female relatives, so kindly knock it off."

Desmond chuckled. He knew how much Jimmy's female relatives drove his lover around the bend.

Jimmy rolled his eyes, and then decided he needed to man up if he was going to save their relationship. "Like I said before, I'm not certain what caused this latest fight, but I am sorry," he told Desmond. "And, I'm not apologizing to get back into your pants. I truly am sorry."

"I'll forgive you this time," Desmond said with a tired sigh. "But we are going to have to learn to talk to each other, especially when things begin to bother us."

"I know," Jimmy sighed. "It just can be hard at times, because although I can express my feelings in songs I have a terrible time expressing them through normal, everyday speech."

"I think we both have that problem," Desmond admitted with a shrug. "So maybe we go with our strength and see where that leads us."

"Alright," Jimmy agreed. "But right now, I'm going to follow my stomach to the fridge and see if there are any leftovers to be had."

"Emotional eater," Desmond gently teased.

"Sue me," Jimmy tossed back and walked off.

Desmond chuckled. He closed and locked the control room before following Jimmy to the kitchen.
Sep. 23rd, 2019 09:01 pm (UTC)
Re: Fill: Original fic Jimmy Bogart/Desmond Richard
Yeah, that kind of applies to so many people, doesn't it? Nice use of the prompt! ;-)
Sep. 24th, 2019 12:32 pm (UTC)
RE: Re: Fill: Original fic Jimmy Bogart/Desmond Richard
Yeah, it does.

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