bare: Got Your Back
Fandom: bare
Title: Got Your Back
Author: Ai (armageddoni)
Characters: Lucas, Tanya, Matt, Ivy, Peter, Jason, Alan, Kyra and Zack. (Wow!)
Pairing: Peter/Jason, with mentions of Lucas/Tanya
Word count: 500 (EVEN, BEYOTCHES!) words (IT'S A DRABBLE GONE WRONG!!!)
Genre: General
Rating: PG-13, for swearing
Summary: Lucas Carter isn't often a practical person, but when the moment really calls for it... [During!bare]
Notes: For meme thingy, prompt was bare-Lucas-practical. Sorta off-prompt, sorry, I suck at Lucas.
Dedication: To Laura, for the prompt.
Disclaimer: I do no own bare; Damon Intrabartlo and Jon Hartmere do.
Lucas Carter was damn talented.
No one would know it, of course. It was a sort of secret talent, one he kept to himself and no one even noticed. He was the only one he knew, out of everyone at St. Cecilia’s, who was this talented.
He could keep a cool, calculated head while high.
Not just a cool head, oh no. That wasn’t ALL. He was more responsible than at any other point in his life.
He stood at the front of the line, counting heads as they filed into the church’s van, feeling very much like the mother from that fucked-up movie, Home Alone.
“Four, five, six,” he murmured, tapping Kyra, Alan and Zach’s heads. He paused. Where were Matt and Ivy? It was getting really late, and they’d be luck to escape getting caught coming back. He then remembered Ivy had fallen out, and realized maybe Matt needed help getting her out here. “I’ll be right back,” he told Tanya. “Keep an eye on the rest of them.”
He trusted Tanya. She was pretty levelheaded too, though not as clear thinking as he could be. Maybe that’s why he fell in love with her- he knew she could take care of herself.
He was wandering around, not letting the freezing February air bother him, when he realized that Peter and Jason weren’t there either. He thought perhaps they had gone to help Matt, and was about to go back to the fan to wait for them, when he stopped short suddenly.
He had found Peter and Jason. Only they weren’t looking for Matt.
They were kissing.
‘Huh,’ thought Lucas. ‘This has been an interesting night. Never suspected Jason…’
His eyes fell on Matt, Ivy leaning on him, clearly passed out. “Hey Matt!” he called, approaching quickly. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Peter and Jason separate like Lucas’ parents after his mother had caught his father with his secretary. It didn’t bother him, the kissing- love was love, after all- but it was cold and getting late and they needed to get home.
He tapped Matt on the shoulder, and instantly saw in the other boy’s eyes that he had seen the kiss as well. Lucas was about to warn Matt not to say anything, but he knew Matt better than that. He decided to take the practical approach. It was late- he needed to be practical.
“Hey!” he said. “You okay to drive?” Matt nodded. “Here, let me help you with Ivy.” Between the two of them, they managed to get her up and began to half-drag her away. “Have you seen Peter or Jason?” Lucas asked cautiously. Matt was silent for a moment, then shook his head vigorously. “Me neither,” Lucas said. “Maybe they’re back at the van.”
“Maybe,” said Matt hoarsely.
And they were. But Lucas couldn’t stop watching them as they apologized for being late. As he climbed into the van after them, he mentally shrugged.
Nothing he could do.
Title: Got Your Back
Author: Ai (armageddoni)
Characters: Lucas, Tanya, Matt, Ivy, Peter, Jason, Alan, Kyra and Zack. (Wow!)
Pairing: Peter/Jason, with mentions of Lucas/Tanya
Word count: 500 (EVEN, BEYOTCHES!) words (IT'S A DRABBLE GONE WRONG!!!)
Genre: General
Rating: PG-13, for swearing
Summary: Lucas Carter isn't often a practical person, but when the moment really calls for it... [During!bare]
Notes: For meme thingy, prompt was bare-Lucas-practical. Sorta off-prompt, sorry, I suck at Lucas.
Dedication: To Laura, for the prompt.
Disclaimer: I do no own bare; Damon Intrabartlo and Jon Hartmere do.
Lucas Carter was damn talented.
No one would know it, of course. It was a sort of secret talent, one he kept to himself and no one even noticed. He was the only one he knew, out of everyone at St. Cecilia’s, who was this talented.
He could keep a cool, calculated head while high.
Not just a cool head, oh no. That wasn’t ALL. He was more responsible than at any other point in his life.
He stood at the front of the line, counting heads as they filed into the church’s van, feeling very much like the mother from that fucked-up movie, Home Alone.
“Four, five, six,” he murmured, tapping Kyra, Alan and Zach’s heads. He paused. Where were Matt and Ivy? It was getting really late, and they’d be luck to escape getting caught coming back. He then remembered Ivy had fallen out, and realized maybe Matt needed help getting her out here. “I’ll be right back,” he told Tanya. “Keep an eye on the rest of them.”
He trusted Tanya. She was pretty levelheaded too, though not as clear thinking as he could be. Maybe that’s why he fell in love with her- he knew she could take care of herself.
He was wandering around, not letting the freezing February air bother him, when he realized that Peter and Jason weren’t there either. He thought perhaps they had gone to help Matt, and was about to go back to the fan to wait for them, when he stopped short suddenly.
He had found Peter and Jason. Only they weren’t looking for Matt.
They were kissing.
‘Huh,’ thought Lucas. ‘This has been an interesting night. Never suspected Jason…’
His eyes fell on Matt, Ivy leaning on him, clearly passed out. “Hey Matt!” he called, approaching quickly. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Peter and Jason separate like Lucas’ parents after his mother had caught his father with his secretary. It didn’t bother him, the kissing- love was love, after all- but it was cold and getting late and they needed to get home.
He tapped Matt on the shoulder, and instantly saw in the other boy’s eyes that he had seen the kiss as well. Lucas was about to warn Matt not to say anything, but he knew Matt better than that. He decided to take the practical approach. It was late- he needed to be practical.
“Hey!” he said. “You okay to drive?” Matt nodded. “Here, let me help you with Ivy.” Between the two of them, they managed to get her up and began to half-drag her away. “Have you seen Peter or Jason?” Lucas asked cautiously. Matt was silent for a moment, then shook his head vigorously. “Me neither,” Lucas said. “Maybe they’re back at the van.”
“Maybe,” said Matt hoarsely.
And they were. But Lucas couldn’t stop watching them as they apologized for being late. As he climbed into the van after them, he mentally shrugged.
Nothing he could do.