Message Received [A Jack/Liz Fic]
Title: Message Received
Pairing: Jack/Liz
Rating: PG
Summary: Jack tunes in for an all new Queen of Jordan. (From Jack’s POV. With an abundance of spoilers for 6x20.)
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Diana Jessup.
Quite the coincidence that she and your wife share the same last name, right?
Hah. Yes. That’ll work.
Just keep telling yourself that, John.
You’ll get through this.
…
It must be coming up soon, right?
Whoa. Yes. Yep. There it is.
You incredible fucking moron…
Speaking of kissing your family, Lemon should be stepping up to save your ass right about…
And there she is. As always.
Elizabeth Miervaldis, you have never been more beautiful to me.
And…
Hm.
She does actually look quite pretty.
…
For Christ’s sake, get ahold of yourself, Donaghy.
“Jack’s like that with everybody. He’s a kisser…”
Just change the channel. Mute it, at least. Close your fucking eyes!
“It’s European…”
OK. Why? Why are you watching this? What are you expecting to see? You already know it happened. You know it did. You know it…
Oh.
And there it was.
*New Message*
Lemon: Ha. You totally kissed me.
You: I had to protect my wife’s feelings.
Lemon: Yes. And I’m sure kissing me on the mouth accomplished just that.
You: That’s not funny.
Lemon: Whatever. You still kissed me.
You: Liz, please.
Lemon: Whoa. Okay. First name usage… Are you legitimately upset right now?
You: I don’t know why I thought watching that would be a good idea.
Lemon: So are you upset with me then? I don’t understand.
You: No, I’m not upset with you. Of course I’m not upset with you. I’m upset with myself.
Lemon: Well, you shouldn’t be. You can’t blame yourself for what happened. Not after all you’ve been through this week.
You: I kissed my mother-in-law, Lemon.
Lemon: Yeah, and I kissed my boss. It was an off night for everyone.
You: OK. That really didn’t help like I think you intended it to, but I appreciate the effort.
Lemon: 8(-|-<
Lemon: That’s me offering you a hug.
You: #:(-|-<
You: The hash mark is my hair…
Lemon: He’s perfect. Now make him smile!
You: #:)-c-<
Lemon: Ooh, so handsome!
You: #:)-]-<
Lemon: Is that you flexing?
You: #:D-}-<
Lemon: Oh my god.
You: How would you do a kissy face?
You: Never mind, I got it.
You: #:3-{-<
You: Right? Or does it just look like my mouth is buried in a pair of tits?
Lemon: Are you broken?
You: I hope so.
Lemon: Haha.
Lemon: So…
Lemon: We totally kissed.
You: Just get it over with.
Lemon: You really went for it, pal!
You: I was trying to make it believable. You, however, made it look like I was physically hurting you.
Lemon: Well I didn’t think you were gonna go into it tongue first!
You: You wish.
Lemon: Whatever. But I don’t see why you felt the need to close your eyes for it.
You: Would you have preferred that I gazed into your eyes?
Lemon: Yes, Jack. I want it all. Give it to me.
You: Your lips tasted like cold sore cream and pinot grigio.
Lemon: Let’s not pretend like you didn’t already know that going into it.
You: I honestly didn’t know what to expect.
Lemon: It’s weird, you know? Six years, and we’ve never let ourselves prepare for anything like it actually happening.
You: Regardless. I need you to know how truly grateful I am for it.
Lemon: You’re not gonna come over here and kiss me again, are you?
You: Sorry to disappoint, sweetheart.
Lemon: But you know I’d do it again if I had to. So it’s really not a big deal.
You: But that’s exactly my point. You did it just for me, not me and Avery.
Lemon: Yeah. If I had Avery in mind, I probably wouldn’t have made you kiss one of her least favorite people on national television. Fuck. Between her own mother, and me, I honestly don’t know which kiss you should be worrying about more.
You: Okay. Well. Forgetting about everyone else for a moment…
You: I just…
You: Thank you.
Lemon: You’re welcome, buddy. Get some sleep.
You: Yeah. Sweet dreams.
Lemon: As sweet as your lips, baby.
You: #:{-c-<
Message sent
Well.
Yes.
That was good.
You’re okay.
Lemon is okay.
We are both OK.
And now, I suppose, I don’t have to feel so guilty about rewinding to watch it again.
Yeah.
We’re okay.
END