Take Your Fandom Home With You Day. (What do you mean that's silly, shut up.)
Last night gyzym wrote this adorable thingy where Danny and Steve are living in her home state and doing home state-y things, and it got me to thinking - a few years ago somebody hosted this awesome "Take Your Fandom To Work Day" (which I still want to revive at some point, seriously) where you took your characters and sometimes your canon plots and
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Chinatown is loud and crowded and full of things Scott has never even seen, let alone known existed. L.A. has a Chinatown as well, but the feel of it is completely different here; more hustle and bustle, more shopping with a purpose because it's too cold to just linger, just wander around, and everyone seems to be on a mission as they head in and out of stores. Toronto has its own rhythm, its own heartbeat, and while Alex seems to be able to dance to it just fine, Scott's having a little difficulty keeping up.
He's exhausted by the time they make it back to the hotel and Alex lets him nap for an hour or two, sacked out on the bed with his coat still on because he was too tired to even attempt to take it off. When he wakes up, Alex is lying next to him, his fingers in Scott's hair and a fond smile on his face. "What?" Scott croaks, and winces at how hoarse his voice is.
Alex leans in and kisses him with a gentleness that Scott rarely experiences. "I'm really glad I'm here with you," he says, sounding so sincere that Scott's heart aches.
"That is so unfair," Scott whines, and Alex laughs and kisses him again, even though Scott's mouth tastes like someone walked all over it with dirty shoes on. "Asshole," he says softly when Alex pulls back.
Alex swipes his thumb against the edge of Scott's jaw. "You still love me."
Scott nods because he can't ever deny this. "I do."
Alex grins. "Does this mean we can go see some live music tonight?"
Scott groans. "Oh, for-- do you at least know who's playing?"
Alex shrugs easily. "Who cares? I just wanna get drunk and grope your ass in a crowd of people."
"Well." Scott throws his head back and laughs, threading his fingers through Alex's shabbily long hair, feeling the strands curl around his knuckles. "Since you put it that way."
"Great vacation," Alex smirks, "or greatest vacation?"
Scott thinks about that for a moment. "Ask me after I blow you in whatever tiny hellhole passes for a bathroom at this bar."
The smile on Alex's face is beatific. "Greatest vacation," he says firmly and rolls off the bed to get dressed for tonight.
Scott watches him shimmy out of his clothes, admiring the perfect curve of his ass, and has to agree. This is definitely turning out to be the greatest vacation of his life.
(Hopefully, this works and has no obvious typos.)
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OH MY GOD!!! THIS IS PERFECT! THE GRUMBLING AND THE KISSING AND THE BEING IN LOVE!!!!
You totally made my night!
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Again, meant as a compliment, not a gripe!
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Goddamn, woman, I love you SO MUCH.
*Please tell me Alex makes him listen to both The Hockey Song and that one about the ketchup. Because the look of pure glee on Alex's face while Scott goes :| would pretty much make my entire life.
(Seriously, what do you want me to write you? Name it.)
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(Hmmmm, Steve and Kono having to huddle together for warmth for some reason and pinky-swearing to never tell anyone they did that? If not, Alex and Grace non-sexy cuddling and affectionate mocking.)
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(I will totally write that for you! Gimme a little bit. Although, to save the spirit of this post, I'll put it up in my own journal.)
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