Gotta love more letter fic
Pairing: Mark/Hayley
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: It all belongs to vylentcrymz and I.
Note: More letter!Love! Follows this one
Hal,
No comment on the emo Aaron thing, because if I say he wouldn’t be, I’ll get called jealous, and if I do, you’ll get all smug and bring up a certain kiss that I was forced into.
I didn’t moan, for your information. I did moan but, call it family tradition because I was so acting with that whole moan thing. I only did it so you’d get all hot and bothered and give me sex.
Oh wait, it so worked! I win at life. Well, except for right now because I am so horny I am on the verge of tears. Sexual tension is a real reason to cry, not some silly old people and their story.
It is my firm belief that Morgan will always be a freak of nature.
Kinda like Bigfoot, as in, she’ll never grow out of it.
So liking the whole you running around naked idea. Okay, so when we get our own place? It is definitely having a porch. One of those wrap around ones, not to mention the best set of speakers known to man. You got any requests, by the way? We really should be writing all this stuff down.
Being a movie star’s kid would be pretty sweet. Although, being the son of some crazy actress, gotta say it’s not all it’s cracked up to be. Sometimes Gina locks herself in her room for hours on end to practice her lines. I’ve thought she’s cracked up and started talking to invisible friends more than once.
I promise I will let you stay in your bikini for at least 5 minutes. Unless it’s that blue one, because then all bets are off. I can’t be held responsible for my actions when you wear that thing.
You know, we always say we’re the horny ones, but Aaron and Sammie have been getting pretty naughty lately. They’re starting to get that permanent we’ve just been through a round of tonsil hockey in the janitor’s closet look. Maybe we’re underestimating them.
I am not a whale’s penis, Hal! We’ve been through this.
And excuse me if I get a little crazy when some drooling old guy checks out my insanely hot girlfriend. I’ve decided to throw the whole toe plan out the window. God has just punished me for lying with a bitch of a paper cut.
Kiss it better (or I’ll pout and whimper and I know you can’t resist that)
Love,
Mark
(Who is in desperate need of a band aid…or sympathy kisses)
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: It all belongs to vylentcrymz and I.
Note: More letter!Love! Follows this one
Hal,
No comment on the emo Aaron thing, because if I say he wouldn’t be, I’ll get called jealous, and if I do, you’ll get all smug and bring up a certain kiss that I was forced into.
I didn’t moan, for your information. I did moan but, call it family tradition because I was so acting with that whole moan thing. I only did it so you’d get all hot and bothered and give me sex.
Oh wait, it so worked! I win at life. Well, except for right now because I am so horny I am on the verge of tears. Sexual tension is a real reason to cry, not some silly old people and their story.
It is my firm belief that Morgan will always be a freak of nature.
Kinda like Bigfoot, as in, she’ll never grow out of it.
So liking the whole you running around naked idea. Okay, so when we get our own place? It is definitely having a porch. One of those wrap around ones, not to mention the best set of speakers known to man. You got any requests, by the way? We really should be writing all this stuff down.
Being a movie star’s kid would be pretty sweet. Although, being the son of some crazy actress, gotta say it’s not all it’s cracked up to be. Sometimes Gina locks herself in her room for hours on end to practice her lines. I’ve thought she’s cracked up and started talking to invisible friends more than once.
I promise I will let you stay in your bikini for at least 5 minutes. Unless it’s that blue one, because then all bets are off. I can’t be held responsible for my actions when you wear that thing.
You know, we always say we’re the horny ones, but Aaron and Sammie have been getting pretty naughty lately. They’re starting to get that permanent we’ve just been through a round of tonsil hockey in the janitor’s closet look. Maybe we’re underestimating them.
I am not a whale’s penis, Hal! We’ve been through this.
And excuse me if I get a little crazy when some drooling old guy checks out my insanely hot girlfriend. I’ve decided to throw the whole toe plan out the window. God has just punished me for lying with a bitch of a paper cut.
Kiss it better (or I’ll pout and whimper and I know you can’t resist that)
Love,
Mark
(Who is in desperate need of a band aid…or sympathy kisses)