FAKE Drabble: Stalker?
Title: Stalker?
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Dee, JJ, Drake.
Rating: PG
Setting: Throughout the manga and Like Like Love.
Summary: Can JJ be classed as a stalker?
Written For: The tw100 prompt ‘Stalk’
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
A/N: 150 words, a drabble and a half.
Some days it seemed that every time Dee turned around, JJ was there, smiling at him, offering to help with something, anything, and babbling about dates, true love, and other figments of the little guy’s imagination.
Other days, it was as if JJ had decided to hone his tackling skills on one Dee Laytner, launching unexpected attacks that had Dee slamming into walls, doors, desks, filing cabinets, or in this case, crashing to the floor. Picking himself up, he vaguely wondered if JJ could be classed as a stalker, because it certainly felt like he was being stalked.
Months later, to Dee’s amazed relief, JJ had finally given up and turned his attentions elsewhere. Dee didn’t miss being glomped for a second, but he wondered if he should feel sorry for Drake.
Then again, Drake looked like he was enjoying the experience a whole lot more than Dee ever had.
The End
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Dee, JJ, Drake.
Rating: PG
Setting: Throughout the manga and Like Like Love.
Summary: Can JJ be classed as a stalker?
Written For: The tw100 prompt ‘Stalk’
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
A/N: 150 words, a drabble and a half.
Some days it seemed that every time Dee turned around, JJ was there, smiling at him, offering to help with something, anything, and babbling about dates, true love, and other figments of the little guy’s imagination.
Other days, it was as if JJ had decided to hone his tackling skills on one Dee Laytner, launching unexpected attacks that had Dee slamming into walls, doors, desks, filing cabinets, or in this case, crashing to the floor. Picking himself up, he vaguely wondered if JJ could be classed as a stalker, because it certainly felt like he was being stalked.
Months later, to Dee’s amazed relief, JJ had finally given up and turned his attentions elsewhere. Dee didn’t miss being glomped for a second, but he wondered if he should feel sorry for Drake.
Then again, Drake looked like he was enjoying the experience a whole lot more than Dee ever had.
The End