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... )
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... )
“Here, help me fold,” Luke says as he hits Reid on the back of the head with a sock.
Reid groans from where he sits on the bed. “Hey, we have an agreement. You do the laundry around here.”
Luke holds the laundry basket over the bed, dumping its contents, purposely covering Reid’s laptop.
“Watch it, Eddie!”
Luke laughs as he sits across from Reid. “The agreement is I wash the clothes only, not fold it too.”
Reid closes his laptop before he begins folding. “Ah, so you want to get technical, do you? All right, then from now on, you have to help me dry the dishes since our agreement is that I only wash the dishes, not dry them too.”
Luke pretends to pout. “You know I hate to do dishes.”
“As much as I hate to do the laundry,” Reid says. He throws a sock at Luke’s head. “And fold.”
Luke laughs as he and Reid continue folding the laundry. “So, did you change your mind about going?”
Reid shakes his head. “Not since this morning when you asked me for the tenth time.”
“I just think you should go. It’s your twentieth high-school reunion, Reid. That’s a milestone.”
Reid snorts. “Says the guy who hasn’t even had his tenth high-school reunion.”
“Well, when it does happen for me, I’m definitely going,” Luke says.
“Even if high school wasn’t the bestest time of your life?” Reid asks with his usual smirk.
Luke ignores the remark. “Don’t you want to see what everyone’s been up to for the past twenty years?”
“No.”
“Really, not the least bit curious?”
“No.”
“Well, then, you should go just to show off. I bet you’re the most famous person there,” Luke says, grinning at Reid.
Reid stops folding and looks at Luke. “You know what, I probably am . . . unless that one girl who wanted to be a porn actress is now a porn star, but I wouldn’t know anything about that since I don’t watch that yucky hetero stuff.”
Luke makes a disgusted face. “Yeah, I wouldn’t know anything about that, either.”
Reid glances at the TV. “Do you want to take a little break and watch some porn?”
Luke throws a pair of boxers at Reid’s head. “No breaks, Reid.”
“Fine,” Reid huffs.
“So, back to your reunion,” Luke continues.
“Okay, that’s it, Eddie. You no longer have permission to open my mail,” Reid says. If it hadn’t been for Luke noticing the beige envelope and opening it to reveal Reid’s reunion invitation, Reid would’ve tossed the invitation without so much as a glance, and he and Luke would not have wasted minutes-or hours-talking about it the past two days.
“Reid.”
“I don’t want to go, Luke. Why is that so hard to understand?”
“But why not?”
“Uh, because I’m not a social butterfly like you, because I don’t like people, because I don’t like parties-um, don’t you know me?” Reid asks.
“But it might be fun,” Luke says.
“Not with those people, Luke. They’re not very nice . . . or very bright.”
“But you don’t know that, Reid,” Luke says, standing up to fold a blanket. “You’re being prejudiced.”
“What? How am I being prejudiced? I went to school with them.”
“Twenty years ago, old timer. They could’ve changed a lot in that time. We all change. Just look at you,” Luke says, grinning at Reid.
“What about me?”
“You were a nerd in high school and now-” Luke stops and looks down at the clothes in his hand. “Um, never mind.” Luke smirks. “Just don’t judge anyone until you get to know them or, in your case, get to know them again.”
“If I agree to go, can we stop talking about it?”
Luke grins. “Can I be your date?”
“Of course. I want to show off my hot boyfriend.”
Luke grins wider.
“Can I wear my lab coat? And take my Harvard diplomas along? And my portrait that hangs in Memorial that says ‘Chief of Staff’?”
“Reid.”
“What? I’m proud of all my accomplishments, especially the one where I’m the most successful of all.”
“Good thing I didn’t let my prejudice of you get in the way of us because you sure are one cocky bastard,” Luke says with a smile.
“Same here,” Reid says, returning the smile. “And you are one pushy bastard.”
“I love you, jerk,” Luke says.
Reid winks at him.
“Now, let’s finish folding so we can watch porn,” Luke says.
“Yes!”
"And figure out what to wear to the reunion."
"No!"
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And I just had that thought of Luke being so darn nosy that he wants to check Reid's mail even before he does. And in my universe, Luke also asked Reid for his email password but Reid has not given that one to him . . . yet.
Thanks!
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But I think he is more likely to have personal correspondences via e-mail, so I can understand him not wanting to give up the password.
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“Okay, that’s it, Eddie. You no longer have permission to open my mail,” I LOVE THIS LINE!
Wonderful!
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