in which i do a stupid thing because i was in overcaffeinated in chatzy again hi
So there was some talk of a sleepover in chatzy, which I declared required fic. And for some inexplicable reason, it was decided I should write said fic. Alas, the last thing I need is one more WIP...but...
The whole thing seems managable until it becomes evident the ladies mean to watch, at which point Tom thinks maybe he really ought to have left the planning to Dan, who at least has that carry-over Harry Potter woobieness to buy him a free pass. All Tom has, really, is the off-chance they're Draco fans and he's been kicked in line at Tesco's often enough to know better than to rely on that.
Dan looks over at him and chews his lip in precisely the way he's been doing since Order of the Phoenix. Frankly, he's lucky Tom hasn't mauled him by now.
Then Dan smiles all sweet and lackwit and Tom rather wants to beat something with his wand. He's mostly sure it's not Dan.
"Right, yeah, you're fans, then?" Dan says, like it's a surprise. One of the more irritating things about him is how much he gets away with; Tom's quite sure any other practically-bloody-jailbait actor playing a cultural icon who's caught with his willy out in a stranger's bedroom, his male co-lead's tongue down his throat, well. That's straight to TMZ, that is. This, Tom thinks, is why they've waited for the last film. In a few short months, Dan appears to be under the delusion he'll have his private life back.
Tom's not correcting him; Tom does actually want to get laid at some point.
"Don't mind us," one of the fangirls says brightly, with a wave at the bed. "You just go ahead and Slytherin."
Fuck, Tom knew he'd regret ever mentioning that Tweet.
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The whole thing seems managable until it becomes evident the ladies mean to watch, at which point Tom thinks maybe he really ought to have left the planning to Dan, who at least has that carry-over Harry Potter woobieness to buy him a free pass. All Tom has, really, is the off-chance they're Draco fans and he's been kicked in line at Tesco's often enough to know better than to rely on that.
Dan looks over at him and chews his lip in precisely the way he's been doing since Order of the Phoenix. Frankly, he's lucky Tom hasn't mauled him by now.
Then Dan smiles all sweet and lackwit and Tom rather wants to beat something with his wand. He's mostly sure it's not Dan.
"Right, yeah, you're fans, then?" Dan says, like it's a surprise. One of the more irritating things about him is how much he gets away with; Tom's quite sure any other practically-bloody-jailbait actor playing a cultural icon who's caught with his willy out in a stranger's bedroom, his male co-lead's tongue down his throat, well. That's straight to TMZ, that is. This, Tom thinks, is why they've waited for the last film. In a few short months, Dan appears to be under the delusion he'll have his private life back.
Tom's not correcting him; Tom does actually want to get laid at some point.
"Don't mind us," one of the fangirls says brightly, with a wave at the bed. "You just go ahead and Slytherin."
Fuck, Tom knew he'd regret ever mentioning that Tweet.
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