Snippet: Fool Me Once
Title: Fool Me Once
Fandom: Due South
Character: Unrequited Fraser/RayK. Mentions RayK/Stella.
Rating PG
Written for the slashthedrabble challenge: Worst country song titles. Song title: What's a Fool Like Me Doing In a Love Like This
Word Count: 200
An: Takes place after Burning Down the House.
Ray closed his apartment door and slammed his fist against the door jam.
Do not touch my inner thigh or calf! Ray had always had a thing for guys that looked like Steve Mcqueen, but he never thought he'd have a thing for a guy that looked like a Christmas tree decoration.
As Ray walked to his stereo, he removed his shirt and dropped it on the floor. He almost expected Stella to tell him to pick it up. Ray picked out a record and put it on his turntable. Ray closed his eyes and moved his hips as Johnny Cash sung about falling into a burning ring of fire.
Ray needed to burn off some energy.
To detract himself from how good Fraser looked in street clothes, like something out of a Mountie beefcake calendar, Ray had had five cups of coffee at the dinner. His hands still shook a little from the caffeine.
Ray kept telling himself it was stupid to fall for Fraser. They weren't even really friends.
He had been a fool for that love at first sight crap with Stella, he wasn't going to fall for his (fake) partner after one fiery car ride.
Fandom: Due South
Character: Unrequited Fraser/RayK. Mentions RayK/Stella.
Rating PG
Written for the slashthedrabble challenge: Worst country song titles. Song title: What's a Fool Like Me Doing In a Love Like This
Word Count: 200
An: Takes place after Burning Down the House.
Ray closed his apartment door and slammed his fist against the door jam.
Do not touch my inner thigh or calf! Ray had always had a thing for guys that looked like Steve Mcqueen, but he never thought he'd have a thing for a guy that looked like a Christmas tree decoration.
As Ray walked to his stereo, he removed his shirt and dropped it on the floor. He almost expected Stella to tell him to pick it up. Ray picked out a record and put it on his turntable. Ray closed his eyes and moved his hips as Johnny Cash sung about falling into a burning ring of fire.
Ray needed to burn off some energy.
To detract himself from how good Fraser looked in street clothes, like something out of a Mountie beefcake calendar, Ray had had five cups of coffee at the dinner. His hands still shook a little from the caffeine.
Ray kept telling himself it was stupid to fall for Fraser. They weren't even really friends.
He had been a fool for that love at first sight crap with Stella, he wasn't going to fall for his (fake) partner after one fiery car ride.