The Christensen Sins Chapter 4: Disillusion
Title: The Christensen Sins (4/7) Part 4: Disillusion
Author: ladypadawan
Pairings: Hayden/Ewan, hints of Hayden/Ian and Ewan/mystery person
Rating: Pg-13. Will go up in later chapters
Timeframe: AU: Life as a House was either done a year or two earlier, or AotC was filmed a year or two later.
Summary: Based off whitedestiny1x2's plot bunny. AUandRPS. Ewan and Hayden don't meet on Star Wars, to put simply.
Disclaimer: None of the four mentioned actors are mine, sadly. If they were, would I really be sitting here alone at almost 10 on a Saturday night?
Author's notes: Beta'd by the lovely whitedestiny1x2.
"For the last time, you look great, let's go!" Ian complained as Hayden ran his fingers through his short hair. "We're going to be late."
"Shit!" Hayden's eyes jerked from his unmanageable hair to his friend's reflection. "How the fuck am I supposed to get ready for the premiere of-"
"The man of your dreams' new movie?," Ian shot in, smirking uncontrollably as his friend went into a 'full-mode-panic'
"I was actually going to say one of the biggest new trilogies, but that works too." As much as he wanted to turn around, he directed the glower once more at the mirror image. Finally satisfied, he spun around and smiled nervously.
"You're just screaming 'fuck me, Ewan'." Ian chuckled. "Hey! Hold that thought." Ian ducked away as Hayden picked up a bottle of hair gel, poising to throw it.
"H-ello..." Ian dove to grab the phone as it rang for a third time. "Yeah, really?" He grinned up at the younger man another one of those smirks settled over his full lips. "Great, did you cancel our... alright, great. Thanks."
Hayden waited impatiently for Ian's return for this new bit of 'great' news.
Ian replaced the receiver in the cradle standing up to pull on the grey jacket, a satisfied smile on his face.
"Our ride's here."
"But why did you ask if they cancelled the-" Hayden started, his mind spinning. Alright, not spinning, more set on a certain man who was doing certain things to him underneath his dark dress pants.
"Because a certain movie star is here to pick us up."
"What?!" That got Hayden's attention. Hayden couldn't help but notice how high his voice had shot. "What?" He tried again, trying to get it out of a head voice.
"Let's go, we don't want to keep him waiting." Ian tossed Hayden his jacket, which he caught absent mindedly.
"Oh shit, I should have gone with the Armani, shouldn't I!" Hayden groaned as he followed Ian out the door and down the stairs.
"I think you don't think you need to worry." Ian said soothingly, several steps ahead. "This is the guy who's had his tongue down your throat was in the process of ripping your clothes off, right? Or was that the other Scotchman starring in the movie?"
They were escorted by a man in a suit out a back set of doors where a black limo was waiting. Ewan was leaning casually against the side of the car. He smiled as the two younger men appeared. With a flourish, he opened the door.
"Thanks!" Ian chirped, flashing a smile as he slid inside.
"Yeah, thanks," Hayden echoed. He was stopped by Ewan's hand on his wrist. He met Ewan's eyes and blushed. He almost wished Ewan would kiss him, but to his disappointment, or was it relief, he released Hayden's arm.
"It's no problem. We're waiting for another of my mates too, that alright?" Ewan asked, sliding in to sit across from Ian and a now moody Hayden.
"Yeah, it's fine." Ian answered for the glowering Hayden.
"Great. And here he is!" Ewan looked through the open door and grinned as a fourth figure joined them, shutting the door.
Hayden watched enviously as Ewan pulled Jude Law into a tight hug. When they finally let go, Ewan grabbed Jude by the back of the neck and pulled him into a kiss, right on the other man's lips...
Author: ladypadawan
Pairings: Hayden/Ewan, hints of Hayden/Ian and Ewan/mystery person
Rating: Pg-13. Will go up in later chapters
Timeframe: AU: Life as a House was either done a year or two earlier, or AotC was filmed a year or two later.
Summary: Based off whitedestiny1x2's plot bunny. AUandRPS. Ewan and Hayden don't meet on Star Wars, to put simply.
Disclaimer: None of the four mentioned actors are mine, sadly. If they were, would I really be sitting here alone at almost 10 on a Saturday night?
Author's notes: Beta'd by the lovely whitedestiny1x2.
"For the last time, you look great, let's go!" Ian complained as Hayden ran his fingers through his short hair. "We're going to be late."
"Shit!" Hayden's eyes jerked from his unmanageable hair to his friend's reflection. "How the fuck am I supposed to get ready for the premiere of-"
"The man of your dreams' new movie?," Ian shot in, smirking uncontrollably as his friend went into a 'full-mode-panic'
"I was actually going to say one of the biggest new trilogies, but that works too." As much as he wanted to turn around, he directed the glower once more at the mirror image. Finally satisfied, he spun around and smiled nervously.
"You're just screaming 'fuck me, Ewan'." Ian chuckled. "Hey! Hold that thought." Ian ducked away as Hayden picked up a bottle of hair gel, poising to throw it.
"H-ello..." Ian dove to grab the phone as it rang for a third time. "Yeah, really?" He grinned up at the younger man another one of those smirks settled over his full lips. "Great, did you cancel our... alright, great. Thanks."
Hayden waited impatiently for Ian's return for this new bit of 'great' news.
Ian replaced the receiver in the cradle standing up to pull on the grey jacket, a satisfied smile on his face.
"Our ride's here."
"But why did you ask if they cancelled the-" Hayden started, his mind spinning. Alright, not spinning, more set on a certain man who was doing certain things to him underneath his dark dress pants.
"Because a certain movie star is here to pick us up."
"What?!" That got Hayden's attention. Hayden couldn't help but notice how high his voice had shot. "What?" He tried again, trying to get it out of a head voice.
"Let's go, we don't want to keep him waiting." Ian tossed Hayden his jacket, which he caught absent mindedly.
"Oh shit, I should have gone with the Armani, shouldn't I!" Hayden groaned as he followed Ian out the door and down the stairs.
"I think you don't think you need to worry." Ian said soothingly, several steps ahead. "This is the guy who's had his tongue down your throat was in the process of ripping your clothes off, right? Or was that the other Scotchman starring in the movie?"
They were escorted by a man in a suit out a back set of doors where a black limo was waiting. Ewan was leaning casually against the side of the car. He smiled as the two younger men appeared. With a flourish, he opened the door.
"Thanks!" Ian chirped, flashing a smile as he slid inside.
"Yeah, thanks," Hayden echoed. He was stopped by Ewan's hand on his wrist. He met Ewan's eyes and blushed. He almost wished Ewan would kiss him, but to his disappointment, or was it relief, he released Hayden's arm.
"It's no problem. We're waiting for another of my mates too, that alright?" Ewan asked, sliding in to sit across from Ian and a now moody Hayden.
"Yeah, it's fine." Ian answered for the glowering Hayden.
"Great. And here he is!" Ewan looked through the open door and grinned as a fourth figure joined them, shutting the door.
Hayden watched enviously as Ewan pulled Jude Law into a tight hug. When they finally let go, Ewan grabbed Jude by the back of the neck and pulled him into a kiss, right on the other man's lips...