Drabble-ganza 3 - #10 Wesley/Wilson
Dreadfully drunken Wilson! Perhaps this is how Wes and Wilson really met in doctors_demons, Wilson just couldn't remember. ;) Not a drabble. Something more like 185.
Drink
“I probably know someone that could fix that for you,” came a slurred voice.
“Pardon?” Wesley glanced next to him and blinked at the man gazing at the scar on his throat.
“Plastic surgeon. Could have that smo-hoo-oth as silk, if you wanted,” Wilson said with a raised eyebrow that he probably thought was seductive.
“Oh, I- I don’t think so.” Wesley fiddled with the bowl of...pretzels. Dreadful attempt at a pub, really.
“No, no, of course not. Wouldn’t want to lose the roguish look. You must have the women crawling all over you.”
“Hmm.”
“The men?”
“Hmm.” There was a hint of a frown, Wilson thought he saw. Perhaps, now was the time to swoop.
“Well, if you don’t want the plastic surgeon, I suppose I could help you with that last one.”
There was a long pause as Wesley looked him over. “Yes, I suppose you could.” The corner of Wesley’s mouth turned up so briefly Wilson thought it might have been his drunken stupor talking. “Not tonight though. I’ve got a previous engagement unfortunately. Perhaps we’ll run into each other another time.”
The next prompt is Midnight
A/N: I'm just doing these for me. Whatever pairing strikes my fancy. Not givin' 'em out this time. Enjoy. :)
Drink
“I probably know someone that could fix that for you,” came a slurred voice.
“Pardon?” Wesley glanced next to him and blinked at the man gazing at the scar on his throat.
“Plastic surgeon. Could have that smo-hoo-oth as silk, if you wanted,” Wilson said with a raised eyebrow that he probably thought was seductive.
“Oh, I- I don’t think so.” Wesley fiddled with the bowl of...pretzels. Dreadful attempt at a pub, really.
“No, no, of course not. Wouldn’t want to lose the roguish look. You must have the women crawling all over you.”
“Hmm.”
“The men?”
“Hmm.” There was a hint of a frown, Wilson thought he saw. Perhaps, now was the time to swoop.
“Well, if you don’t want the plastic surgeon, I suppose I could help you with that last one.”
There was a long pause as Wesley looked him over. “Yes, I suppose you could.” The corner of Wesley’s mouth turned up so briefly Wilson thought it might have been his drunken stupor talking. “Not tonight though. I’ve got a previous engagement unfortunately. Perhaps we’ll run into each other another time.”
The next prompt is Midnight
A/N: I'm just doing these for me. Whatever pairing strikes my fancy. Not givin' 'em out this time. Enjoy. :)