Fic: Everything You Do is Super Duper Cute And I Can't Stand It
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.
A/N - During Advanced Gay. Previous chapters can be found at the Chapter Directory.
Attractive
Jeff stood back, watching his masterpiece of a gay bash, and Pierce dancing around with all his new fans. He smirked to himself. That ought to show Pierce's stupid, ignorant dad. Not that that was why Jeff was doing it. He was doing it for Pierce. So Britta could stick that in her therapist pipe and smoke it.
"Hey!" Some one squeaked from behind him and Jeff turned to see Annie grinning up at him. "This is a great party," She said. "You throw a good gay bash."
Jeff smiled back at her. "Thanks. And what happened to that cone bra we heard so much about?"
Annie blushed and rolled her eyes. "I was going to wear it, I swear, but then I was told it wouldn't be appropriate."
Jeff frowned. "Who told you that?"
As if she was waiting for her cue, Shirley glided in behind Annie with a smile. "Hello!" She cooed. "This is a really great party, Jeff."
"Thanks, Shirley," Jeff said, sharing a knowing look with Annie. Shirley grinned again before jumping onto the dancefloor with Pierce and his new friends.
"I'll save it for next Hallowe'en or something," Annie said once Shirley was out of earshot.
"Oh, I hope so," Jeff told her with a sleazy smirk, earning him a half-hearted slap on the arm.
"Hey there big guy," Some one said from behind them. Jeff and Annie both turned to see a guy batting his eyelashes at Jeff, and giving him a flirtatious smile. "Wanna dance?" The guy asked with a wink.
Annie giggled. Jeff tried to glare at her, but he found it kind of amusing too so it got ruined by the corners of his lips curling up.
"Um, I'm flattered, but no thanks."
"Why not?" The guy whined.
Jeff racked his brain for the easiest way to get out of this, but Annie took care of it. She pressed her hand into his, linking their fingers together, and leaned into him possessively.
"Sorry, he's with me," She said. To her credit, she did look genuinely sorry. She probably would have enjoyed watching Jeff get stuck dancing with this dude. That's what she got for being such a good friend. Jeff wasn't sure if that was meant to be insulting her in his head or not.
The guy eyed them and then shrugged sending Annie a wink. "Fair enough." He walked by them, and whispered something in her ear, before joining the hoard of people on the dancefloor.
"What did he say?" Jeff asked.
Annie giggled. "Get it, girl!" She said in a camp voice.
Jeff nodded. "Well thank you for that."
She shrugged. "What are friends for if not discouraging misled gay men that hit on you." They both laughed at the ridiculousness of it all.
"You must have been getting guys like him all night."
"Surprisingly, he was the first," Jeff told her.
She raised an impressed eyebrow.
"Wait. Why would I be getting them all night?" He asked her suspiciously.
Annie flushed. "Oh, y'know," She said, trying to convey a casual tone and failing miserably. "Because you're ..."
"Hot?" Jeff supplied. "Attractive?"
Annie shrugged with false nonchalance.
"Why don't you wanna say it?"
"Because I know you and I know it'll go to your head," She tried,but didn't meet his eyes.
"Hey, I know I'm attractive. What I don't know is why you're too embarrassed to say it."
"I'm not embarrassed!" She said defensively.
"Then say it."
"No!"
"Why not?"
"Because," She said, and sighed in frustration.
"Why don't you want to say it. It's not like we don't all know it's true. Are you afraid because my dashing good-looks fluster you?"
She rolled her eyes at him. "Fine!" She exclaimed. "You're a very hot guy, Jeff Winger. Every guy in here's dying to dance with you because you are extremely fortunate in your whole facial and torso area. Are you happy now?"
Jeff smirked. "Yes, actually."
There was a moment of silence before Jeff nudged her teasingly. "So you think I'm very hot, huh?"
"Ugh! I knew this would happen," She said, giving him a death stare. It was almost as pathetic as the one Jeff had attempted earlier. They really needed to relearn how to glare at each other.
"Hey guys!" Britta's voice said from behind them. She smiled at them, but it died a little in her eyes when she spotted their still intertwined hands. She raised an eyebrow at them curiously.
Jeff and Annie flinched away from each other like they had been burned.
"Um," Jeff said rather unhelpfully.
"I was just being his beard so no guys would hit on him," Annie said quickly like she was explaining herself to her mother after breaking that vase that she loved.
Britta gave Jeff a look of false sympathy. "Oh, that must suck for you," She said sarcastically.
"Like you're not dying of jealousy because for once you won't be getting all the male attention," Jeff shot back at her. It wasn't a very good comeback, in fact it wasn't even true, but it was enough to start one of their pointless arguments and make Britta completely forget about what she just caught them doing.
Annie watched them bicker for an impressive ten seconds before she got bored. She shared a look with Jeff signaling that she was leaving, and made her way towards Shirley and the dancefloor.
Jeff wanted to follow her, and dance with her, and really just spend the rest of this big, gay party with her, but Britta was babbling on about Oedipal and he had to prove her wrong.
He tried not to let it bother him too much that the gay guys were being discouraged by Britta instead of Annie, now.
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.
A/N - During Advanced Gay. Previous chapters can be found at the Chapter Directory.
Attractive
Jeff stood back, watching his masterpiece of a gay bash, and Pierce dancing around with all his new fans. He smirked to himself. That ought to show Pierce's stupid, ignorant dad. Not that that was why Jeff was doing it. He was doing it for Pierce. So Britta could stick that in her therapist pipe and smoke it.
"Hey!" Some one squeaked from behind him and Jeff turned to see Annie grinning up at him. "This is a great party," She said. "You throw a good gay bash."
Jeff smiled back at her. "Thanks. And what happened to that cone bra we heard so much about?"
Annie blushed and rolled her eyes. "I was going to wear it, I swear, but then I was told it wouldn't be appropriate."
Jeff frowned. "Who told you that?"
As if she was waiting for her cue, Shirley glided in behind Annie with a smile. "Hello!" She cooed. "This is a really great party, Jeff."
"Thanks, Shirley," Jeff said, sharing a knowing look with Annie. Shirley grinned again before jumping onto the dancefloor with Pierce and his new friends.
"I'll save it for next Hallowe'en or something," Annie said once Shirley was out of earshot.
"Oh, I hope so," Jeff told her with a sleazy smirk, earning him a half-hearted slap on the arm.
"Hey there big guy," Some one said from behind them. Jeff and Annie both turned to see a guy batting his eyelashes at Jeff, and giving him a flirtatious smile. "Wanna dance?" The guy asked with a wink.
Annie giggled. Jeff tried to glare at her, but he found it kind of amusing too so it got ruined by the corners of his lips curling up.
"Um, I'm flattered, but no thanks."
"Why not?" The guy whined.
Jeff racked his brain for the easiest way to get out of this, but Annie took care of it. She pressed her hand into his, linking their fingers together, and leaned into him possessively.
"Sorry, he's with me," She said. To her credit, she did look genuinely sorry. She probably would have enjoyed watching Jeff get stuck dancing with this dude. That's what she got for being such a good friend. Jeff wasn't sure if that was meant to be insulting her in his head or not.
The guy eyed them and then shrugged sending Annie a wink. "Fair enough." He walked by them, and whispered something in her ear, before joining the hoard of people on the dancefloor.
"What did he say?" Jeff asked.
Annie giggled. "Get it, girl!" She said in a camp voice.
Jeff nodded. "Well thank you for that."
She shrugged. "What are friends for if not discouraging misled gay men that hit on you." They both laughed at the ridiculousness of it all.
"You must have been getting guys like him all night."
"Surprisingly, he was the first," Jeff told her.
She raised an impressed eyebrow.
"Wait. Why would I be getting them all night?" He asked her suspiciously.
Annie flushed. "Oh, y'know," She said, trying to convey a casual tone and failing miserably. "Because you're ..."
"Hot?" Jeff supplied. "Attractive?"
Annie shrugged with false nonchalance.
"Why don't you wanna say it?"
"Because I know you and I know it'll go to your head," She tried,but didn't meet his eyes.
"Hey, I know I'm attractive. What I don't know is why you're too embarrassed to say it."
"I'm not embarrassed!" She said defensively.
"Then say it."
"No!"
"Why not?"
"Because," She said, and sighed in frustration.
"Why don't you want to say it. It's not like we don't all know it's true. Are you afraid because my dashing good-looks fluster you?"
She rolled her eyes at him. "Fine!" She exclaimed. "You're a very hot guy, Jeff Winger. Every guy in here's dying to dance with you because you are extremely fortunate in your whole facial and torso area. Are you happy now?"
Jeff smirked. "Yes, actually."
There was a moment of silence before Jeff nudged her teasingly. "So you think I'm very hot, huh?"
"Ugh! I knew this would happen," She said, giving him a death stare. It was almost as pathetic as the one Jeff had attempted earlier. They really needed to relearn how to glare at each other.
"Hey guys!" Britta's voice said from behind them. She smiled at them, but it died a little in her eyes when she spotted their still intertwined hands. She raised an eyebrow at them curiously.
Jeff and Annie flinched away from each other like they had been burned.
"Um," Jeff said rather unhelpfully.
"I was just being his beard so no guys would hit on him," Annie said quickly like she was explaining herself to her mother after breaking that vase that she loved.
Britta gave Jeff a look of false sympathy. "Oh, that must suck for you," She said sarcastically.
"Like you're not dying of jealousy because for once you won't be getting all the male attention," Jeff shot back at her. It wasn't a very good comeback, in fact it wasn't even true, but it was enough to start one of their pointless arguments and make Britta completely forget about what she just caught them doing.
Annie watched them bicker for an impressive ten seconds before she got bored. She shared a look with Jeff signaling that she was leaving, and made her way towards Shirley and the dancefloor.
Jeff wanted to follow her, and dance with her, and really just spend the rest of this big, gay party with her, but Britta was babbling on about Oedipal and he had to prove her wrong.
He tried not to let it bother him too much that the gay guys were being discouraged by Britta instead of Annie, now.