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Comment Fic: Day 27

It's another Comment Fic prompt for your pleasure!

Today's prompt: Nightcap

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

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agdhani
Sep. 28th, 2019 03:25 pm (UTC)
missed a lot of these...but here's a snippet of rp for this one (Matt Murdock and 2 OCs)
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“Do you know anything about the law?”

“Enough not to break it…” he mumbled shakily. “But I learn fast and have a good memory…”

Hearing the doubt in those words, that Michael believed he learned fast and had a good memory only because of his most recent experiences, it was a gamble. But nothing about him suggested danger, suggested deceit…only desperation desire to start his life again, to be given a chance to escape the street. That, and Tamara’s endorsement by bringing him here, were enough.

“Well then…you can start tomorrow…we’ll give this a trial run and see if you feel comfortable here…if it’s a fit for us both. I’ll have everything thing you need to get you started…and we’ll work on getting you that driver’s license. I’ve got court at nine…so you can be here at eight?”

“Yes…yes…I can…” This wasn’t what Michael had expected, a welcome without strings attached…beyond those any employer would ask. He hadn’t realized there were still good people like this out in the world. Or maybe he had just forgotten there were. “Is there anything I need to bring? Anything you need?”

“Maybe just a sturdy briefcase…we’ll see about getting you a laptop and…”

“I’ll take care of it.”

Michael was about to protest, insist that he did not need her extended charity, but her words on the way here stuck with him. Hand up, not handout. Once he was on his feet, he could pay her back for a new wardrobe, a briefcase and laptop…and for putting him up in a comfortable room.

He would pay her back, one way or another.

But first, there was going to be a helluva lot to learn.

“Tomorrow then, Michael.”

“Tomorrow,” Michael agreed enthusiastically.

The whisper, inaudible to any human ears but his own, said “Nightcap. Tonight.”

Matthew licked his lips and suppressed his eager grin.
captainamergirl
Sep. 28th, 2019 09:23 pm (UTC)
Well done!!
agdhani
Sep. 28th, 2019 10:26 pm (UTC)
Thanks :D
haldoor
Sep. 29th, 2019 10:39 pm (UTC)
No worries! Words are words and you're doing fine! ;-)
sharpiesgal
Sep. 28th, 2019 05:25 pm (UTC)
Fill: Original fic Jimmy Bogart/Desmond Richard
The sound of the decanter clinking against a crystal tumbler pulled Desmond out of the bedroom and into the nicely appointed sitting room. Chet had gone out of his way to get Jimmy a classy hotel room, and Desmond was benefiting from Chet's hard work.

"You want a nightcap?" Jimmy inquired as soon as he saw Desmond.

"Depends on what we got," Desmond replied. He preferred beer over any other alcoholic spirit, but he could be persuaded to try something new.

"This place has stocked some decent stuff," Jimmy remarked. "Would you like some Glenlivet or some old Rip Van Winkle?"

"Since this is going to be a nightcap I'll go for the bourbon. The name amuses me," Desmond said with a wry grin.

"Old Rip Van Winkle it is," Jimmy said and then set about pouring Desmond a glass.

*&*

Chet found them about an hour later snuggled together on the couch sound asleep. "Lovebirds," he murmurred as he covered them up with a throw and cleared their empty glasses from the coffee table before letting himself out of their room.
captainamergirl
Sep. 28th, 2019 09:23 pm (UTC)
Re: Fill: Original fic Jimmy Bogart/Desmond Richard
I enjoyed it.
sharpiesgal
Sep. 30th, 2019 12:08 am (UTC)
RE: Re: Fill: Original fic Jimmy Bogart/Desmond Richard
Thanks.
haldoor
Sep. 29th, 2019 10:40 pm (UTC)
Re: Fill: Original fic Jimmy Bogart/Desmond Richard
Not too many to go, and you're still going strong! Great to see! ;-)
sharpiesgal
Sep. 30th, 2019 12:09 am (UTC)
RE: Re: Fill: Original fic Jimmy Bogart/Desmond Richard
It's been fun coming up with little stories for this crazy duo.
helsinkibaby
Sep. 28th, 2019 08:38 pm (UTC)
Fill : The Mentalist, Cho/Vega


“Why are you still here?” Cho’s voice startles Michelle, his usual voice level managing to be loud in the deserted bullpen. She’d been lost in her work, finding the empty desks, the peace and quiet of the usually bustling office oddly soothing, to say nothing of productive. It’s the reason she doesn’t mind working late, especially when she’s not the only night owl there.

She looks up at him, smiles in an effort to make the tiny frown line between his eyes disappear. It doesn’t work. “Just trying to impress the boss,” she says lightly and that does the trick, has the added bonus of making his lips tick upwards.

“Trust me.” He taps the edge of her desk with two fingers. “You already have.”

She grins at that, feels her cheeks darken and she’s not sure if it has to do with the words he said or the fact that he’s lost his jacket, loosened his tie and rolled up his shirt sleeves. It’s a good look for him and when he turns, heading towards the kitchen, she lets her eyes linger on him, admiring the view. It’s certainly more interesting than her paperwork.

When he disappears from sight, she fights back a sigh - she’s not some lovesick teenager, thank you very much - and turns back to her paperwork. She hasn’t got much further down the page - the view had been a little bit distracting and her mind is wandering in ways that it really shouldn’t at work - when she hears his footsteps approaching, then hears his voice.

“Got you a nightcap.”

It’s a strange turn of phrase from a man who doesn’t drink, even stranger when they’re both in the office, still on the clock. She’s about to say as much but when she looks up at him, he has a steaming mug in each hand and the aroma emanating from them can only mean one thing.

There’s a grin on his face that he’d never usually let show in the office as he perches against the edge of her desk. He hands her one of the mugs and she closes her hands around it, her grin at first matching, then surpassing his as she looks down.

“Kimball Cho, we’re at work... where did you get the little marshmallows?”

He shrugs one shoulder but he doesn’t hide how pleased he looks. Which is enough to keep the smile on her face, that he trusts her like that. “I’ll never tell.”

She leans back in her seat, blows across the surface of the mug. It’s more for effect than anything else, she knows the liquid inside will be the perfect temperature. “I bet I could make you talk.”

He chuckles as she takes a sip of her hot chocolate. “I don’t doubt it. But how about we save that for later?”

“Spoilsport.” Michelle narrows her eyes at him, but her mind is already racing ahead to exactly what that might entail.

Cho doesn’t touch that one; maybe he’s thinking similar thoughts. He shifts one leg, lets his knee knock against hers. “I’ve got about an half hour left here.” She knows that’s probably more like an hour. “You going to be ready to go then?”

She tries not to sound too eager. “I’ll be ready.”

“Good.” He stands up straight then leans down just a fraction and for a moment, she thinks he’s going to kiss her. Maybe he does too and thinks better of it because she sees his eyes shutter quickly as he straightens back up, takes a step away from her. “I’ll see you then.”

Once again, she lets her eyes linger on him as he walks away from her.

Then, with a smile on her face, she takes a sip of her nightcap and gets back to work.

Even if suddenly she can’t wait to get home.
captainamergirl
Sep. 28th, 2019 09:22 pm (UTC)
Re: Fill : The Mentalist, Cho/Vega
So cute! Makes me want to watch this show.
helsinkibaby
Sep. 28th, 2019 10:09 pm (UTC)
Re: Fill : The Mentalist, Cho/Vega
I rediscovered it this summer and have been happily rewatching but will warn you that Cho/Vega is (a)not popular (b) not canon and (c) does not end well, in fact ends very very badly, so let that be a warning!
haldoor
Sep. 29th, 2019 10:41 pm (UTC)
Re: Fill : The Mentalist, Cho/Vega
Nearly at the end now! Fantastic to see all your words, my dear! ;-)
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