Fic: Tranches De Vie (4a/?) - You're Doing It Wrong - Dialogue only

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Title: Tranches De Vie (4a/?) - You're Doing It Wrong - Dialogue only
Author: playingwithcake  
Rating: Ranging from PG to NC17. This one is PG13 for language.
Pairing: Luke/Reid
Summary: A series of ficlets depicting (or trying to) some aspects of Reid's and Luke's lives.
Disclaimer: None of this is real. This all comes from my twisted, perverted mind.
Warning: None.
Author's Note: This series assume a mature relationship between Luke and Reid. No train. No babboon heart pediatrician. Big thanks to unifiedxdivide  for the beta! You rock. Thank you for being there and encouraging me!

PS: I left this part purposely vague, with only dialogue, no indication on who says what. I'm really curious as to what you guys think they are doing, and who says what. :) Please, please, please elaborate in the comments. :) I'll post my own version of what happened later. :)


"You're doing it wrong."

"But I'm trying!"

"I know you are. But it's still wrong."

"BUT I'M TRYING! Doesn't that count for something?"

"Well, if you are not going to do it right, there's no point in doing it all."

"What? What kind of philosophy is that? I hope you don't plan on saying stuff like that to your kid when he or she has difficulties with homework!"

"Kid? What kid? Who's talking about a kid? And you are still doing it wrong!"

"Well, don't you ever think about having kids? And I'm doing it right. Look!"

"Of course I have but... Can we talk about this some other time? And no, it's STILL WRONG."

"God you are such..."

"What? I'm what? Perfect? Amazing? Awesome? Yes, yes, that I am."

"That's not what I was going to say, but whatever."

"What little pet name did you have in mind for me, huh? Come on, don't hold back on me now!"

"Well, if you insist... "

"You know what, nevermind, I'd rather keep the illusion that you think I'm perfect, thank you very much."

"Disillusion, you mean."

"Fuck you."

"I hope you will, yes. "

"Are you fucking kidding me? I hope you won't say that to our kid if they ever drop the F bomb on you!"

"First, EEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWW. Second, who's talking about having a kid now?"

"You started it."

"Very mature."

"I know. Isn't it why you love me?"

"Who said I love you?"

"You did. Last night. In bed. After I gave you the best blow job of your life. You said that too."

"It was the sex talking. Can't hold anything I say in the throes of lust against me, pal."

"Pal??? What are you, 60?"

"Fuck you."

"Now who's talking about fucking?"

"So... how about right now then?"

"You're unbelievable."

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHH!!!! Dum dum dahdum dum dumdum, dum dum dahdum dumdum dum, dahdum dudum dum, you're unbelievable, oooooooooooooooh!"

"Oh god."

"So they call me, yes."

"Shut up."

"Make me."

"You're still doing it wrong, by the way."

"Damn it!"

And this is the song Reid is singing and dancing to: 

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