FIC: Not Dead Yet - 1/1, Pacific Rim, PG, Herc/Stacker
Title: Not Dead Yet
Author: Jo (jo@fadedink.com)
Fandom: Pacific Rim
Pairing: Herc Hansen/Stacker Pentecost
Rating: PG
Word count: 197
Summary: The night before Pitfall.
Disclaimer: Not my characters, I'm just borrowing them for a bit! Eternal love to Guillermo del Toro and Travis Beacham for creating this world.
Author's Notes: The 24th Day of Christmas for azewewish because she's the only one who asked for Team Hot Dads. :)
"We shouldn't," Stacker said.
Herc just looked at him for a long moment. "Why not?"
"There are still a lot of things to do before tomorrow. Planning, logistics -"
"Stacks," Herc said quietly, cupping Stacker's jaw in his palm. "No amount of talking or planning or whatever is going to make a damn bit of difference now. Either that plan will work or it won't."
"I need -"
"What you need," Herc said over his words, "is to relax. Otherwise you won't be a bit of use to anyone tomorrow, especially not Chuck."
"You should be with him -"
"Why? He's with Raleigh and Mako right now." Herc finally offered a small smile. "They're distracting each other in their own way."
Stacker blinked and looked startled for a half a second. Anyone who didn't know him as well as Herc did would have missed it. "I see."
"No, I don't think you really do," Herc murmured as he stepped closer until their chests almost touched.
"You're hurt," Stacker pointed out, fingers grazing the sling holding Herc's left arm in place.
"Not dead yet," Herc replied with a wicked smile and reached for the buttons on Stacker's shirt. "Neither are you."
Author: Jo (jo@fadedink.com)
Fandom: Pacific Rim
Pairing: Herc Hansen/Stacker Pentecost
Rating: PG
Word count: 197
Summary: The night before Pitfall.
Disclaimer: Not my characters, I'm just borrowing them for a bit! Eternal love to Guillermo del Toro and Travis Beacham for creating this world.
Author's Notes: The 24th Day of Christmas for azewewish because she's the only one who asked for Team Hot Dads. :)
"We shouldn't," Stacker said.
Herc just looked at him for a long moment. "Why not?"
"There are still a lot of things to do before tomorrow. Planning, logistics -"
"Stacks," Herc said quietly, cupping Stacker's jaw in his palm. "No amount of talking or planning or whatever is going to make a damn bit of difference now. Either that plan will work or it won't."
"I need -"
"What you need," Herc said over his words, "is to relax. Otherwise you won't be a bit of use to anyone tomorrow, especially not Chuck."
"You should be with him -"
"Why? He's with Raleigh and Mako right now." Herc finally offered a small smile. "They're distracting each other in their own way."
Stacker blinked and looked startled for a half a second. Anyone who didn't know him as well as Herc did would have missed it. "I see."
"No, I don't think you really do," Herc murmured as he stepped closer until their chests almost touched.
"You're hurt," Stacker pointed out, fingers grazing the sling holding Herc's left arm in place.
"Not dead yet," Herc replied with a wicked smile and reached for the buttons on Stacker's shirt. "Neither are you."