Prompt #080: Dance Party
Title: Arachnid Boogie
Pairing/Characters: Tommy/Jase (OMC)
Rating (Word Count): R (2x100)
Warning(s): None
Author's notes: Thanks to aislinntlc and @Idolme922 for betas. This is a direct sequel to last week's entry Camping is Fun
Arachnid Boogie
"What the hell is that?" Tommy screamed, squirming around in the sleeping bag, his elbows flailing enough that he hit Jase right in the gut.
"Oof," the air whooshed out of Jase. "Fuck, Tommy, what the hell?"
"Something was crawling on my leg!"
Tommy flailed and jumped and within seconds he was standing outside the sleeping bag, rubbing at his leg and hopping on one foot.
Jase was doing his best to hold his laughter in but when Tommy squealed again and ran around in circles he let loose.
"Oh my God! You look like a one man dance party!"
^v^
"Shut up, fucker," Tommy grumbled, glaring at him.
Jase kept laughing even as he unzipped the sleeping bag and stood up. "Come here," he said motioning Tommy over.
Reluctantly, Tommy went to him, hiding his face in Jase's chest. "Stop laughing, asshole."
Something scuttled over Jase's foot. He looked down to see a small black spider scurry away.
He kissed the top of Tommy's head. "It was just a spider. Your dancing scared it away."
Tommy punched him in the side.
"Ow," Jase laughed, rubbing the sore spot.
"I hate camping."
"No, you hate bugs, camping is fun."
"Says you."
The End
Pairing/Characters: Tommy/Jase (OMC)
Rating (Word Count): R (2x100)
Warning(s): None
Author's notes: Thanks to aislinntlc and @Idolme922 for betas. This is a direct sequel to last week's entry Camping is Fun
Arachnid Boogie
"What the hell is that?" Tommy screamed, squirming around in the sleeping bag, his elbows flailing enough that he hit Jase right in the gut.
"Oof," the air whooshed out of Jase. "Fuck, Tommy, what the hell?"
"Something was crawling on my leg!"
Tommy flailed and jumped and within seconds he was standing outside the sleeping bag, rubbing at his leg and hopping on one foot.
Jase was doing his best to hold his laughter in but when Tommy squealed again and ran around in circles he let loose.
"Oh my God! You look like a one man dance party!"
^v^
"Shut up, fucker," Tommy grumbled, glaring at him.
Jase kept laughing even as he unzipped the sleeping bag and stood up. "Come here," he said motioning Tommy over.
Reluctantly, Tommy went to him, hiding his face in Jase's chest. "Stop laughing, asshole."
Something scuttled over Jase's foot. He looked down to see a small black spider scurry away.
He kissed the top of Tommy's head. "It was just a spider. Your dancing scared it away."
Tommy punched him in the side.
"Ow," Jase laughed, rubbing the sore spot.
"I hate camping."
"No, you hate bugs, camping is fun."
"Says you."
The End