Shave a Little
Title: Shave a Little
Author: salmiaggi
Rating: PG
Paring: Steven Gerrard/Xabi Alonso
Genre: Fluff, I guess.
Summary: "Shave a little, shave a little for me. Won't you shave a little, shave a little for me..."
Disclaimer: Who knows, this might be happening. But probably not.
Author's Notes: I lack new, good fics to post, so I decided to post this old commentporn ficlet of mine instead. And the prompt was John Legend.
Feedback: keeps me alive and writing.
It was a habit of Xabi's to put on one of his favourite albums on their days off when it was too early to actually get up, or to do anything even more tiring, for that matter.
There was one particular cd he kept listening to again and again, and it was all because of one song that he didn't quite seem to understand. Why would someone make a song about shaving? But the song was catchy enough to make him sing along every time he heard it.
"Shave a little, shave a little for me. Won't you shave a little, shave a little for me..."
"It says save, Xabi." Cranky Steven cut him off before he could continue. "Although you could go and shave a little for me, eh?" The Scouser was silenced by Xabi's smiling lips and his bristly morning stubble.
Author: salmiaggi
Rating: PG
Paring: Steven Gerrard/Xabi Alonso
Genre: Fluff, I guess.
Summary: "Shave a little, shave a little for me. Won't you shave a little, shave a little for me..."
Disclaimer: Who knows, this might be happening. But probably not.
Author's Notes: I lack new, good fics to post, so I decided to post this old commentporn ficlet of mine instead. And the prompt was John Legend.
Feedback: keeps me alive and writing.
It was a habit of Xabi's to put on one of his favourite albums on their days off when it was too early to actually get up, or to do anything even more tiring, for that matter.
There was one particular cd he kept listening to again and again, and it was all because of one song that he didn't quite seem to understand. Why would someone make a song about shaving? But the song was catchy enough to make him sing along every time he heard it.
"Shave a little, shave a little for me. Won't you shave a little, shave a little for me..."
"It says save, Xabi." Cranky Steven cut him off before he could continue. "Although you could go and shave a little for me, eh?" The Scouser was silenced by Xabi's smiling lips and his bristly morning stubble.