FIC: Night Swimming - 1/1, PG, TH/JE, Warrior RPF
Title: Night Swimming
Author: Jo (jo@fadedink.com)
Fandom: Warrior RPF
Pairing: Tom Hardy/Joel Edgerton
Rating: PG
Word count: 185
Summary: Tom's not keen on swimming lessons, so Joel sweetens the offer.
Disclaimer: Fiction, folks. But if you believe this really happened, I've got some prime real estate I wanna sell you…
Author's Notes: The 'twenty-third day of Christmas' for azewewish, just because. :)
"C'mon."
"Piss off, I'm too old for that."
"Coward."
"Again, piss off. I've better things to do tonight."
"Like what?"
"... Like, things."
"In other words, nothing."
"Piss off."
"You keep saying that, but I don't really think you mean it."
"Sure I do."
"C'mon, we'll go out to the beach tonight, and I'll teach you."
"The beach? The water's bloody cold."
"Not that cold, so stop being a big girl."
"Cold enough. Besides, why're you so keen on teaching me how to swim?"
"Man your age should know how."
"You're daft. Lots of people can't swim."
"You're not lots of people. C'mon, I'll take it nice and slow."
"You're not getting me in that water."
"No?"
"No."
"Nothing I can do will change your mind?"
"Nothing."
"Sure about that?"
"Positive."
"Only fools are positive."
"Yeah, well, this fool isn't getting in that bloody water."
"That your final word?"
"Yep."
"And you're sure nothing's gonna change your mind about it?"
"I'm sure."
"Not even if I let you fuck me six ways to Sunday after?"
"... Yeah?"
"Meet me tonight and find out."
"You're on!"
Author: Jo (jo@fadedink.com)
Fandom: Warrior RPF
Pairing: Tom Hardy/Joel Edgerton
Rating: PG
Word count: 185
Summary: Tom's not keen on swimming lessons, so Joel sweetens the offer.
Disclaimer: Fiction, folks. But if you believe this really happened, I've got some prime real estate I wanna sell you…
Author's Notes: The 'twenty-third day of Christmas' for azewewish, just because. :)
"C'mon."
"Piss off, I'm too old for that."
"Coward."
"Again, piss off. I've better things to do tonight."
"Like what?"
"... Like, things."
"In other words, nothing."
"Piss off."
"You keep saying that, but I don't really think you mean it."
"Sure I do."
"C'mon, we'll go out to the beach tonight, and I'll teach you."
"The beach? The water's bloody cold."
"Not that cold, so stop being a big girl."
"Cold enough. Besides, why're you so keen on teaching me how to swim?"
"Man your age should know how."
"You're daft. Lots of people can't swim."
"You're not lots of people. C'mon, I'll take it nice and slow."
"You're not getting me in that water."
"No?"
"No."
"Nothing I can do will change your mind?"
"Nothing."
"Sure about that?"
"Positive."
"Only fools are positive."
"Yeah, well, this fool isn't getting in that bloody water."
"That your final word?"
"Yep."
"And you're sure nothing's gonna change your mind about it?"
"I'm sure."
"Not even if I let you fuck me six ways to Sunday after?"
"... Yeah?"
"Meet me tonight and find out."
"You're on!"