Drabble: Pick-up Failure
Fandom: Twilight
Pairing: Jasper/Seth
Prompt: #8 of fandom bingo.
Jasper Whitlock walked up to his locker, backpack slung lazily over one shoulder. Reaching out he worked the combination lock and switched his books out for those he would need for his first classes of the day. He was just closing his locker when his name was called.
“Yo-ho Jazz-man!” Emmett called with a grin. When he was close enough Emmett slapped a hand down on Jasper’s shoulder. “What’s up?”
“You know what’s up Em, the real question is what are you going to do with it?” Jasper replied. Emmett laughed.
“Rose would kill me if I did anything with it.”
“To true,” Jasper sighed leaning back against his locker. “Where is your eye candy this morning?”
“Cheerleading practice. Where-ah there he is.”
“Who?”
“Your eye candy,” Emmett said with a grin. Jasper looked down the hallway and felt a smile spread across his face. Seth Clearwater, said eye candy, was walking their way animatedly talking to two of his friends. Jasper had wanted to get Seth in his bed ever since Seth had turned sixteen a couple of months earlier. So far though… all his attempts had failed horribly. He didn’t know why, each of the pick-up lines he had used in the past had worked on other people.
~Flashbacks~
Jasper leaned casually against the locker next to Seth’s, plastering the most seductive grin he had on his face. “Fuck me if I’m wrong, but haven’t we met before?”
Seth closed his locker and met Jasper’s eyes. “We have Jasper, so you’re not wrong.” He turned and walked away.
~~~
Sliding into the chair next to Seth, Jasper gave him a grin. “Do you have a mirror in your pocket?”
Seth raised an eyebrow. “Why?”
“Because I can see myself in your pants.” Seth rolled his eyes and went back to eating, ignoring Jasper for the rest of the lunch period.
~~~
“Hey Seth!” Seth looked up from where he was studying under a tree near the school. Jasper smiled and motioned for him to come closer with one finger. With a sigh he closed his book and got to his feet.
“Yes?”
“I made you come with one finger, imagine what I could do with my whole hand.”
One of his favorites had been…
~~~
Jasper caught up to Seth as he walked home. “Hey Seth.”
“Hi Jasper. Can I help you with something?”
“Maybe, wanna play?”
“Play?” Seth questioned.
“Yeah, wanna play war? I’ll la on the ground and you blow the fuck outta me.”
~~End Flashbacks~~
“So what will it be today?” Emmett mused. “Will you finally seduce little Clearwater? Or will you lose out again?”
Jasper sighed, watching Seth as he got closer. When Seth was right in front of him, Jasper reached out and grabbed Seth’s wrist. “Seth, what can I do to make you sleep with me?”
“Is that what you want?” Seth questioned.
Jasper blinked. “Yeah, what did you think?”
Seth chuckled. “Honestly, I couldn’t get past how cheesy those pick-up lines were. Jasper, if you wanted to sleep with me, you have to date me. I’m not the show-don’t-tell type.”
Jasper snorted. “I don’t date.”
Seth pulled his wrist away. “Then you’re not gonna fuck.” He started to walk away, throwing one last comment over his shoulder, “Me at least.”
Pairing: Jasper/Seth
Prompt: #8 of fandom bingo.
Jasper Whitlock walked up to his locker, backpack slung lazily over one shoulder. Reaching out he worked the combination lock and switched his books out for those he would need for his first classes of the day. He was just closing his locker when his name was called.
“Yo-ho Jazz-man!” Emmett called with a grin. When he was close enough Emmett slapped a hand down on Jasper’s shoulder. “What’s up?”
“You know what’s up Em, the real question is what are you going to do with it?” Jasper replied. Emmett laughed.
“Rose would kill me if I did anything with it.”
“To true,” Jasper sighed leaning back against his locker. “Where is your eye candy this morning?”
“Cheerleading practice. Where-ah there he is.”
“Who?”
“Your eye candy,” Emmett said with a grin. Jasper looked down the hallway and felt a smile spread across his face. Seth Clearwater, said eye candy, was walking their way animatedly talking to two of his friends. Jasper had wanted to get Seth in his bed ever since Seth had turned sixteen a couple of months earlier. So far though… all his attempts had failed horribly. He didn’t know why, each of the pick-up lines he had used in the past had worked on other people.
~Flashbacks~
Jasper leaned casually against the locker next to Seth’s, plastering the most seductive grin he had on his face. “Fuck me if I’m wrong, but haven’t we met before?”
Seth closed his locker and met Jasper’s eyes. “We have Jasper, so you’re not wrong.” He turned and walked away.
~~~
Sliding into the chair next to Seth, Jasper gave him a grin. “Do you have a mirror in your pocket?”
Seth raised an eyebrow. “Why?”
“Because I can see myself in your pants.” Seth rolled his eyes and went back to eating, ignoring Jasper for the rest of the lunch period.
~~~
“Hey Seth!” Seth looked up from where he was studying under a tree near the school. Jasper smiled and motioned for him to come closer with one finger. With a sigh he closed his book and got to his feet.
“Yes?”
“I made you come with one finger, imagine what I could do with my whole hand.”
One of his favorites had been…
~~~
Jasper caught up to Seth as he walked home. “Hey Seth.”
“Hi Jasper. Can I help you with something?”
“Maybe, wanna play?”
“Play?” Seth questioned.
“Yeah, wanna play war? I’ll la on the ground and you blow the fuck outta me.”
~~End Flashbacks~~
“So what will it be today?” Emmett mused. “Will you finally seduce little Clearwater? Or will you lose out again?”
Jasper sighed, watching Seth as he got closer. When Seth was right in front of him, Jasper reached out and grabbed Seth’s wrist. “Seth, what can I do to make you sleep with me?”
“Is that what you want?” Seth questioned.
Jasper blinked. “Yeah, what did you think?”
Seth chuckled. “Honestly, I couldn’t get past how cheesy those pick-up lines were. Jasper, if you wanted to sleep with me, you have to date me. I’m not the show-don’t-tell type.”
Jasper snorted. “I don’t date.”
Seth pulled his wrist away. “Then you’re not gonna fuck.” He started to walk away, throwing one last comment over his shoulder, “Me at least.”