justprompts "Agreement"
Do you want me to go fucking trash your lights?
Gabriel stared at the text message he’d received for a good five minutes before finally replying to it.
What?
Do you want me to fucking trash em?!
Gabriel again stared at the text message, trying to figure out if there was some sort of hidden meaning behind it, because if there wasn’t, he really didn’t understand why Sylar was texting him what he was. The words sounded somewhat familiar, he’d admit to that, but where he had heard them before he just couldn’t quite place. He wondered briefly if the other had maybe fallen and lost his mind somehow, and needed him to come find him. He read over both received text messages a few more times before his eyes widened as revelation.
Fuck! And what the fuck is it with you?!
I was looking at the lights?
He replied tentatively, hoping to all things holy that it was what Sylar had been meaning with it.
Fuck! And what the fuck is it with you?
Gabriel snorted with laughter as the next text message rolled in, and now that he knew what it was about, he dragged out his iPod so that he could listen to the song while replying - after all, he didn’t want to screw up. He replied quicker this time too, and with his quickened pace the replies came in faster too.
He’s fucking distracting
Oh, good!
Gabriel bit down hard on his lip to stifle his laughter, Peter was in a nearby room, and he knew that he would come in wondering just what was so funny, and what was funny wasn’t something that he would find easily to explain. He couldn’t stop grinning, especially with the way his phone displayed text messages all in a row, his replies included, so it was just like reading the lyrics properly.
No!
No, fuck no!
What don’t you fucking understand?!
I’m going to fucking kick your fucking ass!
By now there were tears threatening to roll down his cheeks as he was still trying to hold the laughter in, always glancing at the door to make sure the handle didn’t turn.
Think for one fucking second
Shut up
Shut the fuck up
Finally it became too much for him and he erupted with laughter, so hard that it took him a minute to gather himself so that he could find where they were in the song and reply accordingly, after all, it would be a shame to mess it up now that they were so far into it.
Give me a fucking answer!
Shut the fuck up
Shut up the fuck up
Shut up if you can’t take a joke
You are trashing my scene!
Shut the fuck up, would you?
Shut the fuck up
Shut up if you can’t take a joke
I ain’t walkin’ on this set if you’re still hired
Peter walked into the room when he heard the laughter and just stared, giving his lover a questioning look, but Gabriel just waved his hand to show that there was nothing that he could really explain as to why he was laughing so hard; especially in the state that he was currently in.
Seriously man, you and me, we’re fuckin’ done professionally
Fuckin’ ass
Gabriel scrolled up to reread the entire sequence of texts, wiping his eyes free of tears as he did so, and trying to regulate his breath back to normal. Peter had left with an eye roll which suited him just fine, because there were some things that the other just wouldn’t understand, no matter how well he tried to explain it.
We never speak of that to anyone, right?
Gabriel snorted again as he read that text, before quickly replying to it.
Never, ever.