Fic - You can leave your hat on
Title: You can leave your hat on
Author: rollieo122
Fandom: Primeval
Characters/Pairings: Matt/Becker, Connor and Abby mentioned
Rating: 12, I think
Word Count: I don't actually know, according to ff.net ~399
Summary: Matt and Becker go to a surprise fancy dress party, and neither knows what the others are wearing until they get there.
Disclaimer: Don't own Primeval, it belongs to ITV and whoever else...
Spoilers: I don't think there are any.
Author's Note: This was inspired by a comment basched made in the 5x3 live watch thread in primeval_denial way back when it was on... This is also my first fanfic, and actually the first thing I've finished in a while, so I hope you enjoy it!
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You can leave your hat on
"Right, here we are, then..." Becker said, holding two suit hangers as he walked into Matt's flat.
Matt eyed the soldier suspiciously. "...and what exactly are these..?"
"Our costumes for Connor's birthday party? Had you forgotten about that part of it?" Becker handed Matt's to him, and hung his over his arm.
"I was actually hoping Abby had forgotten about that part of it..." Matt glared at the bag in his hand, then looked up at the other man. "So, what's yours then?"
Becker smirked. "I don't actually know, and even if I did, I'm under strict orders not to look at it until I'm alone, and the same goes for you... So that means I'm going back to mine to change, and I'll meet you there, alright?"
Matt looked at him incredulously. "You mean you're not even in the slightest bit curious?"
"Oh, I am, but as it is a surprise, I'm happy to wait and see..." The Irishman glared at him. "Matt, it's only a bit of fun..." He stepped in close and kissed him briefly. "Come on, get changed, I'll see you there, alright?"
Matt sighed. "Fine, see you later then..." Becker stepped back and waved as he walked out of the flat, his suit hanger still over his arm.
As soon as he had left, Matt looked at his own. I wonder who I'm meant to be, he thought. Impatience won out and he unzipped it, finding a plastic bag with a whip and a fedora on the top. He grinned. This is going to be a fun night...
***
While the party was in full swing indoors, Matt was stood outside looking at the stars when he heard someone appear behind him. He turned around.
"So was it really that bad?" Becker asked, looking at the other man's outfit.
Matt smiled. "No, I suppose it wasn't." He looked at the soldier. "Let me guess, Han Solo?"
"Good guess..." Becker took a step forward. "The whole Indiana Jones look suits you, you know... I like it... Do you think Abby will mind if we hang on to the costume for a while..?"
"What have you got in mind..?" Matt blushed slightly as Becker leaned in and whispered something in his ear. "I like your thinking... But what about..?"
"Oh," Becker added, smirking, "and you should keep the hat on..."
Author: rollieo122
Fandom: Primeval
Characters/Pairings: Matt/Becker, Connor and Abby mentioned
Rating: 12, I think
Word Count: I don't actually know, according to ff.net ~399
Summary: Matt and Becker go to a surprise fancy dress party, and neither knows what the others are wearing until they get there.
Disclaimer: Don't own Primeval, it belongs to ITV and whoever else...
Spoilers: I don't think there are any.
Author's Note: This was inspired by a comment basched made in the 5x3 live watch thread in primeval_denial way back when it was on... This is also my first fanfic, and actually the first thing I've finished in a while, so I hope you enjoy it!
***
You can leave your hat on
"Right, here we are, then..." Becker said, holding two suit hangers as he walked into Matt's flat.
Matt eyed the soldier suspiciously. "...and what exactly are these..?"
"Our costumes for Connor's birthday party? Had you forgotten about that part of it?" Becker handed Matt's to him, and hung his over his arm.
"I was actually hoping Abby had forgotten about that part of it..." Matt glared at the bag in his hand, then looked up at the other man. "So, what's yours then?"
Becker smirked. "I don't actually know, and even if I did, I'm under strict orders not to look at it until I'm alone, and the same goes for you... So that means I'm going back to mine to change, and I'll meet you there, alright?"
Matt looked at him incredulously. "You mean you're not even in the slightest bit curious?"
"Oh, I am, but as it is a surprise, I'm happy to wait and see..." The Irishman glared at him. "Matt, it's only a bit of fun..." He stepped in close and kissed him briefly. "Come on, get changed, I'll see you there, alright?"
Matt sighed. "Fine, see you later then..." Becker stepped back and waved as he walked out of the flat, his suit hanger still over his arm.
As soon as he had left, Matt looked at his own. I wonder who I'm meant to be, he thought. Impatience won out and he unzipped it, finding a plastic bag with a whip and a fedora on the top. He grinned. This is going to be a fun night...
***
While the party was in full swing indoors, Matt was stood outside looking at the stars when he heard someone appear behind him. He turned around.
"So was it really that bad?" Becker asked, looking at the other man's outfit.
Matt smiled. "No, I suppose it wasn't." He looked at the soldier. "Let me guess, Han Solo?"
"Good guess..." Becker took a step forward. "The whole Indiana Jones look suits you, you know... I like it... Do you think Abby will mind if we hang on to the costume for a while..?"
"What have you got in mind..?" Matt blushed slightly as Becker leaned in and whispered something in his ear. "I like your thinking... But what about..?"
"Oh," Becker added, smirking, "and you should keep the hat on..."