fic: kate/jake for kate ..and jake! in a way.
Wouldn't they be cute together? ;p
brokeback birthday
kate/jake gyllenhaal rpf crack, pg, THIS NEVER HAPPENED (as far as i know).
Kate thinks college in general is pretty fun, but she really needs to start monitoring the parties she attends in Bennington more carefully, because there had to be something in that Coke she drank.
Something majorly hallucinogenic because no alcohol would cause this and she's pretty sure no soft drug would, either.
"Are you going to let me in?" Jake Gyllenhaal, the guy standing in front of the doorway of Kate's dorm room asks, shoving his hands in his jeans' pockets. "If someone sees me here, they may want to discuss the philosophy in Donnie Darko with me and there's a huge chance they're high and I did that once or twice, but it really sucks."
Kate just stares at him, and feels a sudden desire to poke him just to see if he's real. She resists, steps aside and allows Jake Gyllenhaal to walk inside. Then, closing the door, she takes a few deep breaths. This is not real. Somebody put a pill in your Coke. If you'll just go to bed, you'll be fine in the morning. No Jakes anywhere.
"Can I sit on your bed?" Jake asks.
"Okay!" Kate finally manages and thinks, maybe it's not so bad. I'm talking to myself. No Jake Gyllenhaal around. Except the one I see on my bed. My bed.
"Do.. Do you want something to drink?"
"Mineral water will do, thanks."
"I'll go get some."
Kate goes get some. Her hands are shaking as she hands the bottle to Jake Gyllenhaal. Jake Gyllenhaal looks at her funny.
"Are you alright?"
"Fine!" She laughs, hysterically. "It's just that, I, uhh, didn't know I was going crazy!"
Jake laughs shortly and then gives her a look like she really is crazy, while taking a sip of the water. He then clears his throat.
"If you want to poke me to make sure I'm real, or something, go ahead. I'm not a fangirl hallucination, it's more like a fiction-meets-fact sort of twist of parallel realities mix sort of thing."
"That sounds odd." Kate takes a few steps closer and pokes him anyway. Skin and flesh. He's real.
Oh my god, she then realizes in one mind-blowing moment. Jake Gyllenhaal skin and flesh.
"It is odd. Odd and matrixy. But it happens." Jake Gyllenhaal shrugs. "So what do you want to do now? Except the Donnie Darko thing. I'm so fucking sick of the Donnie Darko thing."
Kate blinks.
"Or the Brokeback thing. First of all, you're not a guy, and if you are, I don't want to know. Second of all, I'm not going to bring Heath here for a heavy guy-on-guy make-out session. He's married, and I'm really not that gay." Jake Gyllenhaal frowns. Kate frowns, too. She's kind of confused as to what she's supposed to make Jake Gyllenhaal do. I mean, she can think of a couple things, a couple of hundred things, some which are currently illegal in her state of residence but--
"But besides that, it's pretty much all game. You know, within law."
Damn.
"So we can ..do stuff?" Kate knows she should be able to be more eloquent than this.
"Yeah, we can do stuff." Jake Gyllenhaal gives Kate the kind of look she's gotten from males before but never Hollywood stars who've landed on her doorstep thanks to fiction-meets-fact parallel realities mix sort of things.
"I, uhh, do I have to attend school in these parallel realities mix up things?" Kate asks, glancing at her watch. Technically, she would have school tomorrow morning. Technically, she does have homework to do. Technically, it's also her birthday and there is a Jake Gyllenhaal in her room. On her bed.
That Jake Gyllenhaal grins. "I don't think you do."
Kate feels more comfortable now. She sits down on her bed next to Jake, and then gets an idea. "Can you stop time?"
Jake looks at her quizzically. "I'm not Harry Potter, geez."
Kate resists her inner HP geek from correcting that Harry Potter can't stop time, either, and instead asks, "So who are you, then?"
"I'm Jake, nice too meet you." He offers his hand.
Kate shakes it. "I'm Kate, the pleasure is all mine."
"It will be."
Kate smirks, then gets a thought. "Hey, so.. What was Donnie Darko about, anyway?"
-fin-
If you're a Pepsi fan instead of a Coke fan, I apologise.
Oh, & Jake is all yours, baby. ;p
brokeback birthday
kate/jake gyllenhaal rpf crack, pg, THIS NEVER HAPPENED (as far as i know).
Kate thinks college in general is pretty fun, but she really needs to start monitoring the parties she attends in Bennington more carefully, because there had to be something in that Coke she drank.
Something majorly hallucinogenic because no alcohol would cause this and she's pretty sure no soft drug would, either.
"Are you going to let me in?" Jake Gyllenhaal, the guy standing in front of the doorway of Kate's dorm room asks, shoving his hands in his jeans' pockets. "If someone sees me here, they may want to discuss the philosophy in Donnie Darko with me and there's a huge chance they're high and I did that once or twice, but it really sucks."
Kate just stares at him, and feels a sudden desire to poke him just to see if he's real. She resists, steps aside and allows Jake Gyllenhaal to walk inside. Then, closing the door, she takes a few deep breaths. This is not real. Somebody put a pill in your Coke. If you'll just go to bed, you'll be fine in the morning. No Jakes anywhere.
"Can I sit on your bed?" Jake asks.
"Okay!" Kate finally manages and thinks, maybe it's not so bad. I'm talking to myself. No Jake Gyllenhaal around. Except the one I see on my bed. My bed.
"Do.. Do you want something to drink?"
"Mineral water will do, thanks."
"I'll go get some."
Kate goes get some. Her hands are shaking as she hands the bottle to Jake Gyllenhaal. Jake Gyllenhaal looks at her funny.
"Are you alright?"
"Fine!" She laughs, hysterically. "It's just that, I, uhh, didn't know I was going crazy!"
Jake laughs shortly and then gives her a look like she really is crazy, while taking a sip of the water. He then clears his throat.
"If you want to poke me to make sure I'm real, or something, go ahead. I'm not a fangirl hallucination, it's more like a fiction-meets-fact sort of twist of parallel realities mix sort of thing."
"That sounds odd." Kate takes a few steps closer and pokes him anyway. Skin and flesh. He's real.
Oh my god, she then realizes in one mind-blowing moment. Jake Gyllenhaal skin and flesh.
"It is odd. Odd and matrixy. But it happens." Jake Gyllenhaal shrugs. "So what do you want to do now? Except the Donnie Darko thing. I'm so fucking sick of the Donnie Darko thing."
Kate blinks.
"Or the Brokeback thing. First of all, you're not a guy, and if you are, I don't want to know. Second of all, I'm not going to bring Heath here for a heavy guy-on-guy make-out session. He's married, and I'm really not that gay." Jake Gyllenhaal frowns. Kate frowns, too. She's kind of confused as to what she's supposed to make Jake Gyllenhaal do. I mean, she can think of a couple things, a couple of hundred things, some which are currently illegal in her state of residence but--
"But besides that, it's pretty much all game. You know, within law."
Damn.
"So we can ..do stuff?" Kate knows she should be able to be more eloquent than this.
"Yeah, we can do stuff." Jake Gyllenhaal gives Kate the kind of look she's gotten from males before but never Hollywood stars who've landed on her doorstep thanks to fiction-meets-fact parallel realities mix sort of things.
"I, uhh, do I have to attend school in these parallel realities mix up things?" Kate asks, glancing at her watch. Technically, she would have school tomorrow morning. Technically, she does have homework to do. Technically, it's also her birthday and there is a Jake Gyllenhaal in her room. On her bed.
That Jake Gyllenhaal grins. "I don't think you do."
Kate feels more comfortable now. She sits down on her bed next to Jake, and then gets an idea. "Can you stop time?"
Jake looks at her quizzically. "I'm not Harry Potter, geez."
Kate resists her inner HP geek from correcting that Harry Potter can't stop time, either, and instead asks, "So who are you, then?"
"I'm Jake, nice too meet you." He offers his hand.
Kate shakes it. "I'm Kate, the pleasure is all mine."
"It will be."
Kate smirks, then gets a thought. "Hey, so.. What was Donnie Darko about, anyway?"
-fin-
If you're a Pepsi fan instead of a Coke fan, I apologise.
Oh, & Jake is all yours, baby. ;p