ROK Fic: Can You Hear Me Now - Part 3, Live Free or Die Hard, John/Matt, FRAO
Title: Can You Hear Me Now? (Part 3)
Author: CPWatcher
Fandom: Live Free or Die Hard
Pairing: John McClane/Matt Farrell
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Rating: FRAO
Prompt: Holly finds out about John's new lover
Kink: jealousy, conflict, verbal spewage, anger
Prompter: particlesofgale
For: Rounds of Kink, Round Five, Day Seven
Author's Note: So my phone manual says this can't ever accidentally happen, but just in case, I always hang up the phone after three-way calling and call waitng. Hope the colors don't annoy, I wanted a way to show simultaneous conversations.
Can You Hear Me Now? (Part 3)
Matt was already through the outer door to the apartment building when he closed his phone. He could hear John, voice slightly muffled, but still distinct words, as he worked the lock to the inner apartment door.
Holly Gennero: Now that the *children* are off…
John McClane: How long?
Holly Gennero: What does it matter?
John McClane: How Long?
Holly Gennero: It doesn’t make a…
John McClane: Damn it Holly. HOW FUCKING LONG?
Holly Gennero: Right after I moved to L.A. You fucking satisfied?
John McClane: What the fuck! We’d only been married 4, 5 years by then. Shit…the kids… Lucy, John…
Holly Gennero: Oh don’t worry, they are your kids.
John McClane: Listen bitch, I wouldn’t care if you screwed every man up the east coast and back down the west, you’re damn right those are my kids. I don’t need no fucking paternity test to tell me what’s mine.
Holly Gennero: And yet you fuck your boy toy in front of your daughter.
John McClane: I’m going to say this one time only Holly. Leave Matt the fuck alone.
Holly Gennero: What? You worried what your fellow officers would say when they find out you’re gay.
John McClane: They won’t know because you aren’t going to tell them.
Holly Gennero: And what makes you think you can stop me?
John McClane: Don’t FUCK with me Holly.
Holly Gennero: Ha! You think I’m gonna…
John McClane: I’m telling you, DON’T FUCK WITH ME. Not over this. Not about Matt. You will lose.
Holly Gennero: You’re just saying…
John McClane: YOU WILL FUCKING LOSE.
Lucy watched from the bedroom doorway as her mother visibly bristled and the color drained from her face. She didn’t hear the exact words her father had stated, but the tone was the same that he’d used when he told Gabriel he was coming after him. The tone her father reserved for terrorist, murderers and kidnappers.
John McClane: I’m done taking your shit Holly, so you fucking keep your mouth shut. Who I fuck is none of your damn business.
Holly Gennero: I was just looking out for Lucy…
John McClane: Keep your bullshit. I don’t want to hear it anymore. Matt, and me are a no go territory for you.
Holly Gennero: Well you think your kids are going to be okay with their father being a fucking fag?
John McClane: The kids are grown. They can be ok, or not. But they’ll come to me about it. I’ll deal with it.
Holly Gennero: So that’s it. That’s all you have to say.
John McClane: Ha! No. But that’s all I’m gonna say to you right now. And believe me, you’re better I fucking don’t say anymore.
Holly Gennero: Fine. Goodbye, John.
John hears the phone slam down before he can respond.
John McClane: And good fucking riddance.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Holly was still visibly shaken when she spotted Lucy at her door.
“Your father all but threatened me if I said anything else about his boy toy.”
Lucy frowned. “His name is Matt. And I suggest you don’t say shit about him then, Mother.” She turned to walk away.
“Don’t you walk away from me when I’m talking to you.”
“If you’re gonna bitch about Daddy, I don’t want to hear it.”
“As long as you are living in my house, Ms. Gennero…”
Lucy walked to her bedroom door. “Don’t worry. I won’t be here long. And it’s McClane.”
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Matt locked the door just as John slammed the receiver back down onto its cradle.
“Fucking sonofabitch!”
“Listen John, I’m sorry I said…”
“Shut up, Kid,” John said as he stalked over to where Matt was standing with his back against the door.
“I just couldn’t listen to her…”
“I said, shut up.”
“It’s all my fault about the phone…”
“Damn it Matt!” John slapped the wall beside Matt’s head as he stood well into Matt’s personal space.
Matt jumped at both the noise and John’s fierce tone.
Shit, Kid thinks I’m mad at him.
John reached out a hand to cup Matt’s face and watched as Matt flinched away from him.
Damn, you Holly. This is all your fucking fault.
“Hey, hey Kid. Relax. Not gonna hurt you. Not gonna hurt you. Shhh… It’s okay. I just wanted to touch you, softly, like this. Is this ok? Is this good?”
John slowly reached out again, gently coaxing Matt like he would a fearful child. He cupped Matt’s cheek and stroked his thumb back and forth.
Matt slowly relaxed into John’s touch. He looked less apprehensive, and John cursed Holly again for getting him so worked up that he scared Matt.
“Hey, hey Kid. Look at me. Matt, look at me.”
Matt raised his eyes to John’s.
“You know I would never hurt you, right? Right?”
Matt gave a little nod.
“Come on Matt. You know I wouldn’t hurt you. The things we do, safe, sane and consensual, right? Never in anger, never out of fear. Right?”
Matt nodded again. John continued to look closely at him.
“Yeah, John. Safe, sane and consensual. Never in anger, never out of fear.”
“Good, Kid. Good. I’m not mad at you. OK. Not you. Holly fucking pissed me off, but she’s dealt with for the time being.” John leaned in and kissed Matt softly. “So… you love me.”
Matt blushed, nodding his head. “Yeah?"
John chuckled, “Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
“Well, OK. Me too, alright. Me too, Kid.”
John kissed Matt again, and this time Matt sighed and melted into John’s embrace.
~*~*~*~ END ~*~*~*~
Author: CPWatcher
Fandom: Live Free or Die Hard
Pairing: John McClane/Matt Farrell
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Rating: FRAO
Prompt: Holly finds out about John's new lover
Kink: jealousy, conflict, verbal spewage, anger
Prompter: particlesofgale
For: Rounds of Kink, Round Five, Day Seven
Author's Note: So my phone manual says this can't ever accidentally happen, but just in case, I always hang up the phone after three-way calling and call waitng. Hope the colors don't annoy, I wanted a way to show simultaneous conversations.
Can You Hear Me Now? (Part 3)
Matt was already through the outer door to the apartment building when he closed his phone. He could hear John, voice slightly muffled, but still distinct words, as he worked the lock to the inner apartment door.
Holly Gennero: Now that the *children* are off…
John McClane: How long?
Holly Gennero: What does it matter?
John McClane: How Long?
Holly Gennero: It doesn’t make a…
John McClane: Damn it Holly. HOW FUCKING LONG?
Holly Gennero: Right after I moved to L.A. You fucking satisfied?
John McClane: What the fuck! We’d only been married 4, 5 years by then. Shit…the kids… Lucy, John…
Holly Gennero: Oh don’t worry, they are your kids.
John McClane: Listen bitch, I wouldn’t care if you screwed every man up the east coast and back down the west, you’re damn right those are my kids. I don’t need no fucking paternity test to tell me what’s mine.
Holly Gennero: And yet you fuck your boy toy in front of your daughter.
John McClane: I’m going to say this one time only Holly. Leave Matt the fuck alone.
Holly Gennero: What? You worried what your fellow officers would say when they find out you’re gay.
John McClane: They won’t know because you aren’t going to tell them.
Holly Gennero: And what makes you think you can stop me?
John McClane: Don’t FUCK with me Holly.
Holly Gennero: Ha! You think I’m gonna…
John McClane: I’m telling you, DON’T FUCK WITH ME. Not over this. Not about Matt. You will lose.
Holly Gennero: You’re just saying…
John McClane: YOU WILL FUCKING LOSE.
Lucy watched from the bedroom doorway as her mother visibly bristled and the color drained from her face. She didn’t hear the exact words her father had stated, but the tone was the same that he’d used when he told Gabriel he was coming after him. The tone her father reserved for terrorist, murderers and kidnappers.
John McClane: I’m done taking your shit Holly, so you fucking keep your mouth shut. Who I fuck is none of your damn business.
Holly Gennero: I was just looking out for Lucy…
John McClane: Keep your bullshit. I don’t want to hear it anymore. Matt, and me are a no go territory for you.
Holly Gennero: Well you think your kids are going to be okay with their father being a fucking fag?
John McClane: The kids are grown. They can be ok, or not. But they’ll come to me about it. I’ll deal with it.
Holly Gennero: So that’s it. That’s all you have to say.
John McClane: Ha! No. But that’s all I’m gonna say to you right now. And believe me, you’re better I fucking don’t say anymore.
Holly Gennero: Fine. Goodbye, John.
John hears the phone slam down before he can respond.
John McClane: And good fucking riddance.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Holly was still visibly shaken when she spotted Lucy at her door.
“Your father all but threatened me if I said anything else about his boy toy.”
Lucy frowned. “His name is Matt. And I suggest you don’t say shit about him then, Mother.” She turned to walk away.
“Don’t you walk away from me when I’m talking to you.”
“If you’re gonna bitch about Daddy, I don’t want to hear it.”
“As long as you are living in my house, Ms. Gennero…”
Lucy walked to her bedroom door. “Don’t worry. I won’t be here long. And it’s McClane.”
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Matt locked the door just as John slammed the receiver back down onto its cradle.
“Fucking sonofabitch!”
“Listen John, I’m sorry I said…”
“Shut up, Kid,” John said as he stalked over to where Matt was standing with his back against the door.
“I just couldn’t listen to her…”
“I said, shut up.”
“It’s all my fault about the phone…”
“Damn it Matt!” John slapped the wall beside Matt’s head as he stood well into Matt’s personal space.
Matt jumped at both the noise and John’s fierce tone.
Shit, Kid thinks I’m mad at him.
John reached out a hand to cup Matt’s face and watched as Matt flinched away from him.
Damn, you Holly. This is all your fucking fault.
“Hey, hey Kid. Relax. Not gonna hurt you. Not gonna hurt you. Shhh… It’s okay. I just wanted to touch you, softly, like this. Is this ok? Is this good?”
John slowly reached out again, gently coaxing Matt like he would a fearful child. He cupped Matt’s cheek and stroked his thumb back and forth.
Matt slowly relaxed into John’s touch. He looked less apprehensive, and John cursed Holly again for getting him so worked up that he scared Matt.
“Hey, hey Kid. Look at me. Matt, look at me.”
Matt raised his eyes to John’s.
“You know I would never hurt you, right? Right?”
Matt gave a little nod.
“Come on Matt. You know I wouldn’t hurt you. The things we do, safe, sane and consensual, right? Never in anger, never out of fear. Right?”
Matt nodded again. John continued to look closely at him.
“Yeah, John. Safe, sane and consensual. Never in anger, never out of fear.”
“Good, Kid. Good. I’m not mad at you. OK. Not you. Holly fucking pissed me off, but she’s dealt with for the time being.” John leaned in and kissed Matt softly. “So… you love me.”
Matt blushed, nodding his head. “Yeah?"
John chuckled, “Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
“Well, OK. Me too, alright. Me too, Kid.”
John kissed Matt again, and this time Matt sighed and melted into John’s embrace.
~*~*~*~ END ~*~*~*~