Title: Victorious
Pairing:Gael Monfils/Gilles Simon
Rating:PG-13
Disclaimer:I own nothing
Word Count:100
A/N: Gael won a tournament. It deserves fic:)
He was proud to have won even if his trophy looked like an egg
Gael looked at the trophy and beamed. It looked odd. Ok, it looked god awful. But it was his and he was proud of it. Proud to have won. The egg looking thing that he wasn’t sure even his mother would find pretty gave him something special, made him feel like he now truly belonged in the top twenty. Like his place in the top ten wasn’t a fluke. He was more than that guy who could slide on clay. The egg was good.
“So are you going to stare at that all day or kiss me?”
Gilles was better.
Title:Cuffs
Pairing:Jo Wilfried Tsonga/Gilles Simon
Rating:PG-13
Disclaimer:I own nothing.
Word Count:100
A/N:Hyper Jo. what more do you need?
Jo is waiting on Gilles and plotting
Jo bounced with energy as he fought his way into his hotel room, their hotel room. He threw his bags into the corner with a crash, tried not to think about the look that would cross Gilles’ face when he saw the heap, and settled on the bed. Eager hands opened his phone to check Gilles’ last message. He would be here soon.
Jo plotted, bouncing with anticipation as he fumbled in his bag looking for the handcuffs. He just need to work out how to cuff himself to the bed before he got there. And hope Gilles arrived soon.
Title:It will Happen
Pairing:Gilles Simon/Jo Wilfried Tsonga
Rating:PG-13
Disclaimer:I own nothing
Word Count:100
A/N: Everyone around him is winning titles and it's getting Gilles down, Jo tries to reassure him
“It will come you know.”
Gilles startled and looked over to where Jo was standing in the doorway.
“What?”
Jo moved forward with a soft smile and lowered himself down onto the bed beside Gilles,
“A title. It will come. Just have faith.”
Gilles looked down at the floor and half shrugged off the arm Jo had around him,
“Kind of hard when you titles, Gael has a title, hell the only other one who doesn’t have one is Richie and that, doesn’t say much does it.”
“I believe in you”
Gilles smiled and leant into Jo.
“I believe you”