Fun Fic Friday!
~Fun Fic Friday~
TGIF! It's the day before the weekend, and what better way to close out a long week than with a fun dose of ficlets and drabbles of Luke, Reid, or Luke & Reid? Or how about some amazing icons or graphics of the guys? (Don't be fooled by the name - Fun (Graph)Fic Friday just didn't have the same ring to it.) Here's your chance to ( Read more... )
"It's been good talking with you again, Dr. Oliver," Dr. Eli Drake said with a smile, slipping a card into Reid's palm as they shook hands. "I hope it won't be so long until we talk again."
Reid watched the orthopedic surgeon walk away and nearly jumped when, “Well, that looked awfully cozy,” was practically purred in his ear.
He turned and faced Luke who was grinning at him. “Who knew you even had friends, Dr. Oliver. Do I get to meet him?”
For some ungodly reason, Reid felt a gnawing sensation start in his stomach. He hadn’t done anything wrong but he had a sense that if Luke began to understand what Dr. Drake thought, he might actually be in some trouble. Reid gave what he hoped was a casual shrug. “Nope. Just missed him. On his way back to his hotel.”
“Oh, come on Reid, you’ve met all of my friends.”
Reid rolled his eyes, “And know way too much about all their annoying habits and sickening troubles. So let’s just go-“
As he went to grab Luke’s hand the paper he had forgotten slid to the floor. Luke, being a magpie, instantly spotted it and grabbed it. “Hey you dropped-oh.”
Reid cringed as he tried to pull out the different emotions on Luke’s face but it was pretty much a blank slate. He didn’t even have an idea what Drake had written on the card that he assumed was for the hotel he was staying in. Sometimes, with Luke, the best offence was a good defense before he could even ask questions. “Look, Dr. Drake and I had a long standing mutually beneficial arrangement that cropped up when the two of us were in the same part of the world that started when we were both at Harvard. He’s not a moron and he can hold up a decent conversation and you know, not unattractive. I haven’t seen him in quite a while, however, and he merely assumed because I don’t feel the need to blather on incessantly about my life that perhaps it still stood. I have no intention of calling that number as I have you to be my own personal sex slave in our own hotel room so I won’t be calling up some guy I used to screw occasionally. I didn’t ask-“
“Reid, you’re babbling.”
There was something about Luke’s face. He wasn’t angry; he was almost amused. Reid found himself crossing his arms over his chest. “What?”
“So were the only people you’d halfway count as friends attractive guys you hooked up with on the road?” Luke asked, definitely amused, turning the hotel card over in his hands.
“I-What?” He was expecting a full scale, ‘How could you just sleep with people without giving them your heart, soul and everything’ speech from the Virgin Martyr.
“Or was it more insidious than that?”
Luke was having way too much fun at his expense. “You’re not funny.”
“Reid, seriously, we go to a conference, together, I might add, and some guy hands you a card expecting his once every couple of years hook up. It’s funny. “
“Did you think I was a monk all this time?”
“No, no I’m quite sure…” Luke’s smirk faded. “I don’t know, I never thought about it.”
Reid sighed, realizing he had been the one to mess it up and give Luke that frowny face that was definitely a byproduct of him being Richie Rich as a kid. “You know I don’t like emotional entanglements and their complications. Dr. Drake and a few others were simply, people that I didn’t hate that I was willing to spend a couple hours with without strangling them for the dreck that fell out of their mouths.”
“So is there really a whole network of your friends with benefits?” Luke asked, torn between amusement and curiosity. “How did you juggle it? What happens when several of them show up at the same conference?”
Reid took him by the upper arm, ignoring all of the questions out of his boyfriend’s mouth. “You know, I want lunch.”
The smug, superior look that Reid both loved and hated settled on Luke’s face. “I thought you were hungry for something other than food.”
Reid just grunted. All of this processing made him irritable and hungry. “Food first, then fun,” Reid insisted. He yanked the paper out of Luke’s hand and tossed it in the trash before dragging him off in search of food, hoping he could end Luke's amusement before they got around to having some fun of their own.
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And I think it's funny we both thought of Harvard as Reid's beneficial time:))))
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Ha ha, I love this. Can you imagine? Although maybe Reid can multi-task. ;)
Great idea and ficlet for this prompt. Really enjoyed it!
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Luke was having way too much fun at his expense. “You’re not funny.” I disagree, Reid, I do... :)
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Reid took him by the upper arm, ignoring all of the questions out of his boyfriend’s mouth. “You know, I want lunch.”
Hee, very wise, Reid, very wise. ;)
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