Primeval ficlet, House Arrest And Hugh Laurie, Matt/Becker, 12
Title: House Arrest And Hugh Laurie
Author: quoththewriter
Rating: 12
Characters/Pairings: Matt/Becker
Word Count: 715
Disclaimer: not mine, never mine.
Summary: Matt is stuck on bed rest and has a new obsession that makes Becker a little jealous.
A/N: Just more twitter rp fun. Matt got attacked by a sabre-tooth and was stuck on bed rest so Abby bought him over her House M.D. dvds and we've all agreed that Becker is jealous because Matt kept praising Hugh Laurie. Matt had Abby send Becker over with Chinese take away and the second season of House. First line is mypaperbunny 's from twitter.
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“Ta. Could you put the kettle on?" Matt’s voice called from the hall as he shuffled his way into the living room. Becker nodded and handed him the brown paper bag as he passed, laying a hand on Matt’s shoulder to stop him.
“Will do.” He held an up an orange package. “Abby gave me the DVDs but I think I’ll hold onto them until you eat something. She would kill me if I let you starve." Becker made a shooing motion towards the couch. “Go on, you can eat on the couch if you like. I’ll bring the tea in when it’s ready."
Matt grinned and headed towards the couch. He plopped down and placed the brown take away bag on the coffee table. Becker stayed long enough to make sure he opened it before turning round and heading into the kitchen to look after the tea.
Becker carried two steaming mugs into the livingroom, the House DVDs tucked under his arm, and made his way to the couch.
“Here you are,” he said, offering one of the mugs. Matt took it and grinned at him.
“I could get used to this.”
Becker snorted and sat down next to him, setting the DVDs down on the table. “Don’t get too used to it. Once your arm is healed you can make your own tea.”
“You wound me, Becker."
Becker glanced over at Matt and rolled his eyes, before climbing to his feet. Matt almost choked on swallowing his tea.
“Where are you going?" He placed the hot tea down and waved at the DVDs. “Aren’t you going to watch with me?"
Becker’s mouth quirked up at the corner. “I think maybe I should give you some alone time with those. From the way you went on about them earlier..." he trailed off, quirking an eyebrow, but Matt just stared at him.
“...What?" he asked, when Matt didn’t stop staring.
“Becker, don’t tell me you’re actually...you are, aren’t you?”
Becker felt a twinge of annoyance. “Are what?”
“Are you actually jealous?”
If he had been drinking his tea, he’d have choked. “Jealous? Of what? Hugh Laurie and his dreamy acting?”
Matt’s mouth dropped open and his eyebrows nearly disappeared into his hairline.
“My God, you are! You’re jealous of a TV show!" The lines of Matt’s mouth twitched as he tried to hide his laughter. “Your eyes are greener than a goblin’s!”
Becker’s mouth tightened into a thin line as he stalked back to the couch and sidled in front of the telly.
“What-” Matt’s protest was cut short as Becker all but climbed into his lap, straddling his knees and moving in close. He swallowed reflexively and felt a flush of heat creep up his neck as Becker pressed in closer.
“Maybe I am jealous," Becker murmured, tracing a lazy path up Matt’s chest with his finger. Matt could only watch his lips and all he could think was how close they were. He tried to focus on the words Becker was actually saying because maybe they were important, too. “Maybe I just want you to all to myself.”
Matt gulped as Becker moved in, those lips scant centimetres from his cheek. His heart fluttered and beat against his ribs but he managed to keep his breathing somehwat even.
“Really?" He breathed, surprised he even had the ability to speak because all he could think was that if Becker moved just a little bit closer...
And then Becker grinned and reached out to ruffle his hair.
“No."
Matt bit back a groan of protest as Becker swung his weight off him and settled down beside him, picking up the remote as though he hadn’t just been two steps shy of sexual harassment five seconds ago.
“Let’s have a look, then. And you can show me what’s so great about this doctor of yours."
Becker wasn’t looking at him, but Matt was almost certain the soldier was blushing.
Maybe it wasn’t a complete lie after all.
Matt grinned.
“If you promise not to get too jealous...”
Becker bumped him lightly with a shoulder.
“I think I can handle that.”
Author: quoththewriter
Rating: 12
Characters/Pairings: Matt/Becker
Word Count: 715
Disclaimer: not mine, never mine.
Summary: Matt is stuck on bed rest and has a new obsession that makes Becker a little jealous.
A/N: Just more twitter rp fun. Matt got attacked by a sabre-tooth and was stuck on bed rest so Abby bought him over her House M.D. dvds and we've all agreed that Becker is jealous because Matt kept praising Hugh Laurie. Matt had Abby send Becker over with Chinese take away and the second season of House. First line is mypaperbunny 's from twitter.
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“Ta. Could you put the kettle on?" Matt’s voice called from the hall as he shuffled his way into the living room. Becker nodded and handed him the brown paper bag as he passed, laying a hand on Matt’s shoulder to stop him.
“Will do.” He held an up an orange package. “Abby gave me the DVDs but I think I’ll hold onto them until you eat something. She would kill me if I let you starve." Becker made a shooing motion towards the couch. “Go on, you can eat on the couch if you like. I’ll bring the tea in when it’s ready."
Matt grinned and headed towards the couch. He plopped down and placed the brown take away bag on the coffee table. Becker stayed long enough to make sure he opened it before turning round and heading into the kitchen to look after the tea.
Becker carried two steaming mugs into the livingroom, the House DVDs tucked under his arm, and made his way to the couch.
“Here you are,” he said, offering one of the mugs. Matt took it and grinned at him.
“I could get used to this.”
Becker snorted and sat down next to him, setting the DVDs down on the table. “Don’t get too used to it. Once your arm is healed you can make your own tea.”
“You wound me, Becker."
Becker glanced over at Matt and rolled his eyes, before climbing to his feet. Matt almost choked on swallowing his tea.
“Where are you going?" He placed the hot tea down and waved at the DVDs. “Aren’t you going to watch with me?"
Becker’s mouth quirked up at the corner. “I think maybe I should give you some alone time with those. From the way you went on about them earlier..." he trailed off, quirking an eyebrow, but Matt just stared at him.
“...What?" he asked, when Matt didn’t stop staring.
“Becker, don’t tell me you’re actually...you are, aren’t you?”
Becker felt a twinge of annoyance. “Are what?”
“Are you actually jealous?”
If he had been drinking his tea, he’d have choked. “Jealous? Of what? Hugh Laurie and his dreamy acting?”
Matt’s mouth dropped open and his eyebrows nearly disappeared into his hairline.
“My God, you are! You’re jealous of a TV show!" The lines of Matt’s mouth twitched as he tried to hide his laughter. “Your eyes are greener than a goblin’s!”
Becker’s mouth tightened into a thin line as he stalked back to the couch and sidled in front of the telly.
“What-” Matt’s protest was cut short as Becker all but climbed into his lap, straddling his knees and moving in close. He swallowed reflexively and felt a flush of heat creep up his neck as Becker pressed in closer.
“Maybe I am jealous," Becker murmured, tracing a lazy path up Matt’s chest with his finger. Matt could only watch his lips and all he could think was how close they were. He tried to focus on the words Becker was actually saying because maybe they were important, too. “Maybe I just want you to all to myself.”
Matt gulped as Becker moved in, those lips scant centimetres from his cheek. His heart fluttered and beat against his ribs but he managed to keep his breathing somehwat even.
“Really?" He breathed, surprised he even had the ability to speak because all he could think was that if Becker moved just a little bit closer...
And then Becker grinned and reached out to ruffle his hair.
“No."
Matt bit back a groan of protest as Becker swung his weight off him and settled down beside him, picking up the remote as though he hadn’t just been two steps shy of sexual harassment five seconds ago.
“Let’s have a look, then. And you can show me what’s so great about this doctor of yours."
Becker wasn’t looking at him, but Matt was almost certain the soldier was blushing.
Maybe it wasn’t a complete lie after all.
Matt grinned.
“If you promise not to get too jealous...”
Becker bumped him lightly with a shoulder.
“I think I can handle that.”