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Comment Fic: Day 26

It's another Comment Fic prompt for your pleasure!

Today's prompt: Tired of waiting

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


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Sep. 27th, 2019 02:09 pm (UTC)
Fill: Original fic Jimmy Bogart/Desmond Richard
Desmond was tired of watching Jimmy pace the confines of the radio station's lobby, so he stood in his lover's path and waited for Jimmy to bump into him.

Jimmy eventually ran into him, and Desmond caught hold of him to keep him from stepping back and continue his pacing.

"What the hell, Des?" Jimmy exclaimed in exsaperation.

"Your pacing is getting on my last nerve," Desmond snapped in annoyance. "What has got you so worked up?"

"I'm tired of waiting," Jimmy quietly explained. "I thought when we got here we would do the interview and then head back to the hotel for some hanky panky and a nap."

"Nice to hear you factored a nap in there," Desmond grumbled letting go of Jimmy's arms. He was short on sleep and therefore not a happy camper.

"I learned my lesson from last time," Jimmy muttered rubbing his wrists and trying not to think about how Desmond had tied him to the bed so he could get some undisturbed rest.

Desmond smirked when saw Jimmy rub his wrists. He had gotten his nap as well as learning about Jimmy's history with S&D that day.

Jimmy saw the smirk and was about to comment on it when Chet returned to collect them.

"You're on next," he told them. "So behave and we can get out of here in a timely fashion."

"Whatever you say, Chet," Jimmy said as he walked behind Chet with Desmond beside him.

Chet didn't question their level of cooperation. He just went with it as he escorted them into the designated studio silently praying they behaved themselves.
Sep. 29th, 2019 10:37 pm (UTC)
Re: Fill: Original fic Jimmy Bogart/Desmond Richard
And she shoots, she scores, once again! ;-)
Sep. 30th, 2019 12:06 am (UTC)
RE: Re: Fill: Original fic Jimmy Bogart/Desmond Richard

Sep. 27th, 2019 09:25 pm (UTC)
Another down, yay!

Waitin' on James
Sep. 29th, 2019 10:37 pm (UTC)
WOOT! ;-)
Sep. 28th, 2019 12:53 am (UTC)
On the Cusp - Hockey RPF - Jack Hughes - 166 words
18 years, 4 months, and 19 days. Jack stared up at the ceiling of his bedroom, unable to sleep. He was so tired of waiting and not having this. And tomorrow…


Tomorrow was the day that he’d been waiting for his whole life. All those years of workouts, of drills, of waking up early to get to the rink, of living away from home and long bus rides with two dozen guys who reeked of sweat, were building toward this moment.

Is he good enough? Is he a fraud? Is Laine going to look at him across the faceoff dot with those giant teeth of his and realize that he can just steamroll over Jack?

The hell with him, Jack thinks, and starts practicing imaginary faceoffs. In his mind, he’s faster on the draw than the Finnish lug. He hopes it’ll be the same on the ice.

In less than twenty-four hours, one of his dreams will finally be realized.

He hopes he doesn’t suck.
Sep. 29th, 2019 10:38 pm (UTC)
Re: On the Cusp - Hockey RPF - Jack Hughes - 166 words
Keep 'em coming! ;-)
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