"Masculine", WW Jed/Abbey, for runawaynun
Title: Masculine
Author: elvenjen4
Written for: runawaynun
Fandom/Pairing/Prompt: West Wing, Jed/Abbey, shaving
Rating: G
Spoilers: None. No year specified.
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be, unless WB looses their minds and sells them to me.
Author's Notes: Nothing like cutting it close, right? :) I'm so sorry!! I've been planning it but I didn't get my real inspiration until this evening. This is my first J/A fic, I hope you like it.
Distribution: Bubblefic archive OK
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President Bartlet and Charlie walked through the residence. "Charlie, could you please give these papers to Leo? And ask Mrs. Landingham if she could have the call sheet ready for me when I get back."
"Yes Mr. President," Charlie replied, taking the papers from him.
"Oh," added the President as they paused in front of the Executive bedroom, "and be sure you give me a head's up when the First Lady is on her way."
"Actually sir--" Charlie couldn't finish his sentence before Jed opened the doors.
"Oh it's too late for that, Pumpkin," Abbey greeted her husband from the bed.
Jed turned and glared at Charlie. "Next time, let's be sure we cover the more important parts of the evening before we get to this room."
Charlie smiled. "Yes sir. The motorcade will be ready to go at 4:45. Will there be anything else?"
"No, thank you Charlie."
Charlie closed the doors, Jed waited a few seconds before turning around. "Abbey--"
"Jed, yes." Abbey said.
He sighed. "No."
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes, Jed, you need to shave!"
Jed left his post by the door and walked into the bathroom. "Abbey, I told you, I want to look masculine in front of these guys."
"And I told you, Jed, two days' worth of not shaving is not helping you with the appearance of masculinity. It's making you look lazy."
"Nobody else thinks it makes me look lazy."
"You're the President of the United States, Jed! Who do you think is going to dare tell you that to your face?"
"Aha, there's where you're wrong! I trust Charlie's opinion, and earlier today he said I'd look good either way."
Abbey smirked at the closed door. "That's what Charlie always says when he doesn't want to tell you the truth. Remember the incident with your tie in Tokyo? And the hat at Jackson Hole?"
The President opened the door and leaned against the door jamb, a little dumbstruck. "Oh. That's right." But he perked up again. "But see? I didn't cause war with Japan! Wyoming didn't secede! They didn't, right, that was just a joke CJ played on me? What's the harm in a little scruff in front of 50,000 adoring fans?"
"There's a little thing called HDTV, Jed. Do you really want CJ to have to explain to all the baseball fans in the United States why the President couldn't be bothered to shave before participating in America's national pastime?"
Jed paused. The First Lady went back to her reading and casually added, "You're right, Jed. People probably won't even notice. They'll be too busy asking what you were preoccupied with as the first pitch went sailing over the catcher's head. Or bounced in the dirt. So you go ahead and focus on looking masculine."
Jed suddenly looked a mixture of worried and crestfallen. So Abbey went over to him and did what she did best - picking him up after putting him in his place. She gave him a kiss and took his face in her hands. "Jed - you're the President of the United States. You are a bigger man than any 25 baseball players could be. They will be in awe of you regardless of how much facial hair you have." She kissed him again and added, "But a bad first pitch..."
"So if I go downstairs and practice with Josh, does that mean I can keep the beard?" he tried.
Abbey lovingly shoved him back into the bathroom and closed the door.
"No! Shave!"
--The End--
Author: elvenjen4
Written for: runawaynun
Fandom/Pairing/Prompt: West Wing, Jed/Abbey, shaving
Rating: G
Spoilers: None. No year specified.
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be, unless WB looses their minds and sells them to me.
Author's Notes: Nothing like cutting it close, right? :) I'm so sorry!! I've been planning it but I didn't get my real inspiration until this evening. This is my first J/A fic, I hope you like it.
Distribution: Bubblefic archive OK
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President Bartlet and Charlie walked through the residence. "Charlie, could you please give these papers to Leo? And ask Mrs. Landingham if she could have the call sheet ready for me when I get back."
"Yes Mr. President," Charlie replied, taking the papers from him.
"Oh," added the President as they paused in front of the Executive bedroom, "and be sure you give me a head's up when the First Lady is on her way."
"Actually sir--" Charlie couldn't finish his sentence before Jed opened the doors.
"Oh it's too late for that, Pumpkin," Abbey greeted her husband from the bed.
Jed turned and glared at Charlie. "Next time, let's be sure we cover the more important parts of the evening before we get to this room."
Charlie smiled. "Yes sir. The motorcade will be ready to go at 4:45. Will there be anything else?"
"No, thank you Charlie."
Charlie closed the doors, Jed waited a few seconds before turning around. "Abbey--"
"Jed, yes." Abbey said.
He sighed. "No."
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes, Jed, you need to shave!"
Jed left his post by the door and walked into the bathroom. "Abbey, I told you, I want to look masculine in front of these guys."
"And I told you, Jed, two days' worth of not shaving is not helping you with the appearance of masculinity. It's making you look lazy."
"Nobody else thinks it makes me look lazy."
"You're the President of the United States, Jed! Who do you think is going to dare tell you that to your face?"
"Aha, there's where you're wrong! I trust Charlie's opinion, and earlier today he said I'd look good either way."
Abbey smirked at the closed door. "That's what Charlie always says when he doesn't want to tell you the truth. Remember the incident with your tie in Tokyo? And the hat at Jackson Hole?"
The President opened the door and leaned against the door jamb, a little dumbstruck. "Oh. That's right." But he perked up again. "But see? I didn't cause war with Japan! Wyoming didn't secede! They didn't, right, that was just a joke CJ played on me? What's the harm in a little scruff in front of 50,000 adoring fans?"
"There's a little thing called HDTV, Jed. Do you really want CJ to have to explain to all the baseball fans in the United States why the President couldn't be bothered to shave before participating in America's national pastime?"
Jed paused. The First Lady went back to her reading and casually added, "You're right, Jed. People probably won't even notice. They'll be too busy asking what you were preoccupied with as the first pitch went sailing over the catcher's head. Or bounced in the dirt. So you go ahead and focus on looking masculine."
Jed suddenly looked a mixture of worried and crestfallen. So Abbey went over to him and did what she did best - picking him up after putting him in his place. She gave him a kiss and took his face in her hands. "Jed - you're the President of the United States. You are a bigger man than any 25 baseball players could be. They will be in awe of you regardless of how much facial hair you have." She kissed him again and added, "But a bad first pitch..."
"So if I go downstairs and practice with Josh, does that mean I can keep the beard?" he tried.
Abbey lovingly shoved him back into the bathroom and closed the door.
"No! Shave!"
--The End--