Prompt 227, Mix-up, "This Can't Be Right..."
Title: This Can't Be Right...
Author: Goldfishlover73
Characters: Havoc, Hawkeye, Havocai
Rating: PG
Word Count: 206
Summary: This just can't be right. She must have meant to pick someone else...
There had to be some mistake...some...
She had a fistful of his shirt in her fist, dragging him up the stairs towards her apartment.
He lost his footing as she jerked him hard to the left, into a dimly lit hallway.
They were at the bar with everyone and next- she grabbed him by the dip in his neck as she switched arms to fish her keys out of her pocket. She looked up to him, smiling at him sweetly.
He hadn't realized she was a girl-really a girl-until an hour ago.
"So..."
"Please don't talk Lieutenant." She said, opening the door. "This is a simple one night stand. After a few too many drinks." She added almost hastily.
Havoc shrugged as she pulled him into her apartment. Hayate looked up from his small bed in the corner of the living room, but didn't move.
She had his shirt off before he could blink. Her hands running up his chest and around his neck before he could react.
Her lips on his before he could breathe.
He vaguely noted the 'lack' of alcohol on her breathe as he took command. Leading her tumbling over the couch.
Some…mix…up…
She murmured his name and his mind went blank.
Author: Goldfishlover73
Characters: Havoc, Hawkeye, Havocai
Rating: PG
Word Count: 206
Summary: This just can't be right. She must have meant to pick someone else...
There had to be some mistake...some...
She had a fistful of his shirt in her fist, dragging him up the stairs towards her apartment.
He lost his footing as she jerked him hard to the left, into a dimly lit hallway.
They were at the bar with everyone and next- she grabbed him by the dip in his neck as she switched arms to fish her keys out of her pocket. She looked up to him, smiling at him sweetly.
He hadn't realized she was a girl-really a girl-until an hour ago.
"So..."
"Please don't talk Lieutenant." She said, opening the door. "This is a simple one night stand. After a few too many drinks." She added almost hastily.
Havoc shrugged as she pulled him into her apartment. Hayate looked up from his small bed in the corner of the living room, but didn't move.
She had his shirt off before he could blink. Her hands running up his chest and around his neck before he could react.
Her lips on his before he could breathe.
He vaguely noted the 'lack' of alcohol on her breathe as he took command. Leading her tumbling over the couch.
Some…mix…up…
She murmured his name and his mind went blank.