Fic: That Thin Line Between Advice and Censure, Magic Mike, Adam/Ken/Jean (PG-13)
Title: That Thin Line Between Advice and Censure
Fandom: Magic Mike
Pairings: Adam/Ken/Jean (Ken's wife), Mike/Paige
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 500
Summary: Adam visits Tampa. Things start out great. (They don't stay that way.)
Author's Note: For the 'Upset' challenge at slashthedrabble.
He's tempted to stay in Miami - it's what Ken and Jean want. They promise him spiked egg nog by the fire and orgasms til he can't see straight if he stays. ("Fire," Adam tries to scoff, the sound coming out as more like a giggle. "Where the fuck're we gonna find a fire? This is Miami." "I don't know. We'll burn something. Just stay.")
But Adam wants to visit Tampa. He does. He loves his sister, even if things haven't been so great between them lately.
And... He loves Mike. He owes Mike everything, after all. Mike saved his life; Mike gave him this life. Adam won't ever stop being grateful for that, even if Mike has.
So Adam promises to call Ken and Jean... ("Every thirty minutes!" Jean demands, mock-glaring at him. Ken shakes his head. "Don't be ridiculous, baby. Every fucking twenty." He grins and ruffles Adam's hair until Adam shoves him off.) And he promises Dallas to be back in town in time for their next show.
And he heads to Tampa.
Things start out great. Everybody's all smiles and hugs and Paige looks so damned good. Adam can't believe it's been months since he's talked to her in person. Mike and Paige have a place together now, full of the handmade furniture Mike's finally started selling, and they're obviously, pathetically in love.
Adam's thrilled. He could be weird about it... He knows how Mike can party. Hell, Adam knows how Mike can work. But Mike's not that guy anymore.
In some ways, that's a good thing. But in others...
"So... Tobias tells me you're living with the Mitchells now."
The Mitchells. Like Mike hasn't seen Ken's dick... maybe as many times as Adam (They did work together for five years.) Or woken up on Jean's kitchen floor, half-naked and wasted.
"Man... Don't."
"What? I'm just- I just worry-"
"I know what you're doing. Fucking don't, Mike."
"Look, Ken's an alright guy-"
This isn't something Adam hasn't heard before. But Adam's tired of hearing it. And from Mike, the words are an insult to his intelligence. Like Adam can't tell when Mike's just echoing his sister, a dumb damned parrot.
"Alright? Dude, Ken was your friend!"
"That doesn't mean he gets to take you home like some kind of pet!"
Adam isn't really a kid anymore... He's a grown man in an adult relationship with two people. He has a very adult job.
But it's hard not to feel like a hot-headed kid when Mike talks about what Adam has with "the Mitchells" like that.
"I'm not a pet!"
"You're not their "boyfriend", man. You're just another way for them to have a good time."
It's pretty obvious that this conversation is ending with Adam on his way back to Miami, so he goes ahead and says what he's thinking, regardless of how much Mike'll hate him for it.
"Jean isn't Joanna, Mike," Adam says before he storms out. "And Ken isn't you."
[end.]
I had to write something for this fandom :p This is just me dipping my toes in the water.
...and, um, providing Ken with a surname and his wife with a name, period. :p Ahem. Bear with me.
Fandom: Magic Mike
Pairings: Adam/Ken/Jean (Ken's wife), Mike/Paige
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 500
Summary: Adam visits Tampa. Things start out great. (They don't stay that way.)
Author's Note: For the 'Upset' challenge at slashthedrabble.
He's tempted to stay in Miami - it's what Ken and Jean want. They promise him spiked egg nog by the fire and orgasms til he can't see straight if he stays. ("Fire," Adam tries to scoff, the sound coming out as more like a giggle. "Where the fuck're we gonna find a fire? This is Miami." "I don't know. We'll burn something. Just stay.")
But Adam wants to visit Tampa. He does. He loves his sister, even if things haven't been so great between them lately.
And... He loves Mike. He owes Mike everything, after all. Mike saved his life; Mike gave him this life. Adam won't ever stop being grateful for that, even if Mike has.
So Adam promises to call Ken and Jean... ("Every thirty minutes!" Jean demands, mock-glaring at him. Ken shakes his head. "Don't be ridiculous, baby. Every fucking twenty." He grins and ruffles Adam's hair until Adam shoves him off.) And he promises Dallas to be back in town in time for their next show.
And he heads to Tampa.
Things start out great. Everybody's all smiles and hugs and Paige looks so damned good. Adam can't believe it's been months since he's talked to her in person. Mike and Paige have a place together now, full of the handmade furniture Mike's finally started selling, and they're obviously, pathetically in love.
Adam's thrilled. He could be weird about it... He knows how Mike can party. Hell, Adam knows how Mike can work. But Mike's not that guy anymore.
In some ways, that's a good thing. But in others...
"So... Tobias tells me you're living with the Mitchells now."
The Mitchells. Like Mike hasn't seen Ken's dick... maybe as many times as Adam (They did work together for five years.) Or woken up on Jean's kitchen floor, half-naked and wasted.
"Man... Don't."
"What? I'm just- I just worry-"
"I know what you're doing. Fucking don't, Mike."
"Look, Ken's an alright guy-"
This isn't something Adam hasn't heard before. But Adam's tired of hearing it. And from Mike, the words are an insult to his intelligence. Like Adam can't tell when Mike's just echoing his sister, a dumb damned parrot.
"Alright? Dude, Ken was your friend!"
"That doesn't mean he gets to take you home like some kind of pet!"
Adam isn't really a kid anymore... He's a grown man in an adult relationship with two people. He has a very adult job.
But it's hard not to feel like a hot-headed kid when Mike talks about what Adam has with "the Mitchells" like that.
"I'm not a pet!"
"You're not their "boyfriend", man. You're just another way for them to have a good time."
It's pretty obvious that this conversation is ending with Adam on his way back to Miami, so he goes ahead and says what he's thinking, regardless of how much Mike'll hate him for it.
"Jean isn't Joanna, Mike," Adam says before he storms out. "And Ken isn't you."
[end.]
I had to write something for this fandom :p This is just me dipping my toes in the water.
...and, um, providing Ken with a surname and his wife with a name, period. :p Ahem. Bear with me.