Untitled Drabble [Teddy/Ajay]
Title: Untitled Teddy/Ajay
Author:casiedearestfic
Pairing: Teddy Wilson/Ajay Fry
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Words: idk, but ridiculously short lol. It has so few words, in fact, that I couldn't even fabricate a title out of it.
Summary: Teddy borrows Ajay's tie. (Was inspired by one episode a few months ago where one of the boys admitted to wearing the other's tie. Can't remember which way it went, but in my mind, it's like this lol.)
Disclaimer: I do not own these boys. In my mind, of course, I own them so hard. But you know, thats not real.
Notes: So, I kinda have this problem right now where I'm halfway through writing like 7 other things, and I'm procrastinating SO HARD because like...nothing seems interesting to me right now if it isn't Teddy/Ajay. Which is ridiculously awful, because, to be truthful, I'm pretty damn positive that I'm the ONLY person who writes them! lol. And so therefore, no one reads the ones I write, but I feel always compelled to write them anyway!
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Teddy heard Ajay's voice, a distant, droling tone. He sounded far away somehow, despite the fact that he was sitting only inches away. The sound reminded him of all the times he had laid in the dark, listening to the voice messages on his cell phone. Not all the messages, of course. Only the ones from Ajay.
"Hey, Teddy, I just saw Disctric 9 and I..."
"....outside the damn store for 3 hours, but..."
"...missed you today, what did you think..."
He didn't care what the messages were about, how short they were, how often the bad reception broke Ajay's voice. They always sounded beautiful to him, the most wonderful thing in the world. Until now. Now, he was fixating on something else, almost forgetting Ajay's voice completely as he sat beside him, behind the InnerSPACE desk, wearing a formal black tie. Ajay's tie. Harsh against his white button down shirt. It was soft and well worn, and smelled deliciously like Ajay. Teddy thought about all the times he had seen him wear it. All the obscene things he had thought about, the way he could never take his eyes off his neck, wanting desperately to kiss the skin just above the black knot.
He felt Ajay's fingers jab his leg roughly, bringing his focus back. He saw his name flashing on the prompter, and he stuttered slightly before reading the news about Lost season 5. He looked back at Ajay as he finished his sentence, and a warm blush flashed over his face as he realized that Ajay was now staring intently at the tie around his neck. He looked away as they cut to commercial, and Teddy bit his lip as he thought that maybe, just maybe, next time he should borrow a whole outfit.
-Fin-
Author:casiedearestfic
Pairing: Teddy Wilson/Ajay Fry
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Words: idk, but ridiculously short lol. It has so few words, in fact, that I couldn't even fabricate a title out of it.
Summary: Teddy borrows Ajay's tie. (Was inspired by one episode a few months ago where one of the boys admitted to wearing the other's tie. Can't remember which way it went, but in my mind, it's like this lol.)
Disclaimer: I do not own these boys. In my mind, of course, I own them so hard. But you know, thats not real.
Notes: So, I kinda have this problem right now where I'm halfway through writing like 7 other things, and I'm procrastinating SO HARD because like...nothing seems interesting to me right now if it isn't Teddy/Ajay. Which is ridiculously awful, because, to be truthful, I'm pretty damn positive that I'm the ONLY person who writes them! lol. And so therefore, no one reads the ones I write, but I feel always compelled to write them anyway!
x-x-x
Teddy heard Ajay's voice, a distant, droling tone. He sounded far away somehow, despite the fact that he was sitting only inches away. The sound reminded him of all the times he had laid in the dark, listening to the voice messages on his cell phone. Not all the messages, of course. Only the ones from Ajay.
"Hey, Teddy, I just saw Disctric 9 and I..."
"....outside the damn store for 3 hours, but..."
"...missed you today, what did you think..."
He didn't care what the messages were about, how short they were, how often the bad reception broke Ajay's voice. They always sounded beautiful to him, the most wonderful thing in the world. Until now. Now, he was fixating on something else, almost forgetting Ajay's voice completely as he sat beside him, behind the InnerSPACE desk, wearing a formal black tie. Ajay's tie. Harsh against his white button down shirt. It was soft and well worn, and smelled deliciously like Ajay. Teddy thought about all the times he had seen him wear it. All the obscene things he had thought about, the way he could never take his eyes off his neck, wanting desperately to kiss the skin just above the black knot.
He felt Ajay's fingers jab his leg roughly, bringing his focus back. He saw his name flashing on the prompter, and he stuttered slightly before reading the news about Lost season 5. He looked back at Ajay as he finished his sentence, and a warm blush flashed over his face as he realized that Ajay was now staring intently at the tie around his neck. He looked away as they cut to commercial, and Teddy bit his lip as he thought that maybe, just maybe, next time he should borrow a whole outfit.
-Fin-