Lincoln Hates Tom (or) Why Michael Doesn't Have Friends
Claim: Prison Break - Michael/Lincoln
Title: Lincoln Hates Tom (or) Why Michael Doesn't Have Friends
Author: dumdeedum
Characters: Michael Scofield, Lincoln Burrows
Prompt: 17. Jealousy
Rating: PG
Length: Short
Brief summary: Michael has a friend over and Lincoln can't stand him. I love this fic, Lincoln's voice cracks me up and one can't help but feel for poor Michael.
Lincoln is only a few steps into the hall when the image of Tom leaning in, all coy-like and kissing Michael enters his head and before he can process a rational thought he's turned around and heading back to the apartment door as fast as his feet can carry him.
The door slams shut and he's got his back against it and the two boys are now staring at him with twin looks of teenager for "you're a fucking freak" (although Tom seemed to have been going for polite concern and couldn't quite get there) and Lincoln is responding with a tight lipped smile that is supposed to look innocent but probably looks manic until he finally clears his throat and finds the words to excuse himself. "I'm actually kind of tired, work all day y'know?" He lets out a breathy, uncomfortable laugh, makes his way to the couch and sits down heavily. “I'm just gonna lounge around for a bit if you two don't mind.".
Link to the story: Lincoln Hates Tom (or) Why Michael Doesn't Have Friends
My Big Damn Table for Michael/Lincoln
Title: Lincoln Hates Tom (or) Why Michael Doesn't Have Friends
Author: dumdeedum
Characters: Michael Scofield, Lincoln Burrows
Prompt: 17. Jealousy
Rating: PG
Length: Short
Brief summary: Michael has a friend over and Lincoln can't stand him. I love this fic, Lincoln's voice cracks me up and one can't help but feel for poor Michael.
Lincoln is only a few steps into the hall when the image of Tom leaning in, all coy-like and kissing Michael enters his head and before he can process a rational thought he's turned around and heading back to the apartment door as fast as his feet can carry him.
The door slams shut and he's got his back against it and the two boys are now staring at him with twin looks of teenager for "you're a fucking freak" (although Tom seemed to have been going for polite concern and couldn't quite get there) and Lincoln is responding with a tight lipped smile that is supposed to look innocent but probably looks manic until he finally clears his throat and finds the words to excuse himself. "I'm actually kind of tired, work all day y'know?" He lets out a breathy, uncomfortable laugh, makes his way to the couch and sits down heavily. “I'm just gonna lounge around for a bit if you two don't mind.".
Link to the story: Lincoln Hates Tom (or) Why Michael Doesn't Have Friends
My Big Damn Table for Michael/Lincoln