Fic: Everything You Do is Super Duper Cute And I Can't Stand It (44/?)
Fandom: Community
Title: Everything You Do is Super Duper Cute And I Can't Stand It.
Character/Pairing(s): Jeff, Annie, Jeff/Annie
Rating: PG
Summary: Stolen moments from every episode between Jeff and Annie.
Disclaimer: I sadly do not own Community or Pulp Fiction.
A/N - For Critical Film Studies. Previous chapters can be found at the Chapter Directory.
Silence
The group were cleaning up the party since the restaurant weren't technically obligated to. Shirley and Pierce had headed on home, and the group let Britta go off to beg for her job back. Troy and Abed were in a corner playing with Abed's new helicopter. Chang was mopping up the mess he and Pierce had made at the bar. And Jeff was sweeping scraps from the floor, while Annie sat on the edge of a booth and watched him. She'd taken her wig off, and her hair was in a messy bun that she was too tired to fix. Jeff thought it was cute and kept glancing over at her. They both knew what he was doing and why, but neither of them mentioned it.
She raised her feet so Jeff could sweep the dust from under her. He stole another look as he swept in front of her. She gave him a tiny smirk back. They stayed like that staring at each other for a minute. Annie was pretty sure he'd cleared all the dirt form under her, but he stayed there sweeping anyway. She lowered her feet and moved further in the booth.
"You've done enough for Abed today. Take a break" She said, patting the seat beside her.
He leaned the sweeping brush against the table and did as he was told. They smiled at each other as he took the seat.
"It was nice, you know. Everything you did for Abed's birthday" She told him.
"Thanks" He said, simply. Then he slouched a little in his seat, and took a relaxing breath.
Annie rested her head on his shoulder. He reacted by putting his arm around her. On a normal day, if he had been less tired, he probably would have been more careful about his actions. But luckily Troy was distracted, Chang was stupid, and Abed already knew everything worth knowing about Jeff and Annie. So instead of shying away, he pulled her closer and kept her there.
They stayed like that for a long time. Just the two of them sitting in complete silence. Neither of them mentioned how nice it was, or how bubbly they felt in their stomach, or how they really didn't want to move form there. Ever. In a way, none of those things really needed to be said.
On the other side of the room, the helicopter broke and landed on Chang. Chang started yelling at Troy who had been flying it. Troy yelled at Chang, blaming him for the helicopter's malfunction. As the two yelled angrily at each other, Abed walked over to Jeff and Annie and took the sweeping brush from the table.
"Don't worry about that, buddy. I'll finish cleaning up" Jeff said. Annie sat up at Abed's presence, and Jeff leaned forward to continue cleaning.
Abed raised his hand to stop Jeff. "Relax. The brush is so Troy can defend himself against Chang. You can just keep doing whatever you were doing" He said, and walked back to the arguing men.
When he was gone Annie gave Jeff a look. It was one that said Do we keep going or is it too awkward now? Jeff shrugged him a smile and pulled her in again. She rested on him, and the two sat in silence, comfortably listening to the faint sounds of Chang getting his butt kicked by Troy and Abed.
Mia Wallace: Don't you hate that?
Vincent Vega: Hate what?
Mia Wallace: Uncomfortable silences. Why do we feel it's necessary to yack about bullshit in order to be comfortable?
Vincent Vega: I don't know. That's a good question.
Mia Wallace: That's when you know you've found somebody really special: you can just shut the fuck up for a minute and comfortably share a silence.
-Pulp Fiction
Title: Everything You Do is Super Duper Cute And I Can't Stand It.
Character/Pairing(s): Jeff, Annie, Jeff/Annie
Rating: PG
Summary: Stolen moments from every episode between Jeff and Annie.
Disclaimer: I sadly do not own Community or Pulp Fiction.
A/N - For Critical Film Studies. Previous chapters can be found at the Chapter Directory.
Silence
The group were cleaning up the party since the restaurant weren't technically obligated to. Shirley and Pierce had headed on home, and the group let Britta go off to beg for her job back. Troy and Abed were in a corner playing with Abed's new helicopter. Chang was mopping up the mess he and Pierce had made at the bar. And Jeff was sweeping scraps from the floor, while Annie sat on the edge of a booth and watched him. She'd taken her wig off, and her hair was in a messy bun that she was too tired to fix. Jeff thought it was cute and kept glancing over at her. They both knew what he was doing and why, but neither of them mentioned it.
She raised her feet so Jeff could sweep the dust from under her. He stole another look as he swept in front of her. She gave him a tiny smirk back. They stayed like that staring at each other for a minute. Annie was pretty sure he'd cleared all the dirt form under her, but he stayed there sweeping anyway. She lowered her feet and moved further in the booth.
"You've done enough for Abed today. Take a break" She said, patting the seat beside her.
He leaned the sweeping brush against the table and did as he was told. They smiled at each other as he took the seat.
"It was nice, you know. Everything you did for Abed's birthday" She told him.
"Thanks" He said, simply. Then he slouched a little in his seat, and took a relaxing breath.
Annie rested her head on his shoulder. He reacted by putting his arm around her. On a normal day, if he had been less tired, he probably would have been more careful about his actions. But luckily Troy was distracted, Chang was stupid, and Abed already knew everything worth knowing about Jeff and Annie. So instead of shying away, he pulled her closer and kept her there.
They stayed like that for a long time. Just the two of them sitting in complete silence. Neither of them mentioned how nice it was, or how bubbly they felt in their stomach, or how they really didn't want to move form there. Ever. In a way, none of those things really needed to be said.
On the other side of the room, the helicopter broke and landed on Chang. Chang started yelling at Troy who had been flying it. Troy yelled at Chang, blaming him for the helicopter's malfunction. As the two yelled angrily at each other, Abed walked over to Jeff and Annie and took the sweeping brush from the table.
"Don't worry about that, buddy. I'll finish cleaning up" Jeff said. Annie sat up at Abed's presence, and Jeff leaned forward to continue cleaning.
Abed raised his hand to stop Jeff. "Relax. The brush is so Troy can defend himself against Chang. You can just keep doing whatever you were doing" He said, and walked back to the arguing men.
When he was gone Annie gave Jeff a look. It was one that said Do we keep going or is it too awkward now? Jeff shrugged him a smile and pulled her in again. She rested on him, and the two sat in silence, comfortably listening to the faint sounds of Chang getting his butt kicked by Troy and Abed.
Mia Wallace: Don't you hate that?
Vincent Vega: Hate what?
Mia Wallace: Uncomfortable silences. Why do we feel it's necessary to yack about bullshit in order to be comfortable?
Vincent Vega: I don't know. That's a good question.
Mia Wallace: That's when you know you've found somebody really special: you can just shut the fuck up for a minute and comfortably share a silence.
-Pulp Fiction