my first fic!
YES!!!!!! HELLO, IT'S DONE, AND BETA'D I AM SO VERY PROUD! MY FIRST FUCKING FIC, GO ME!
ok, yeah, so, here it is. i am so nervous, you guys! ah!
title: getting up at 6:30 has serious consequences
rating: um, pg-13, i would say
warnings: slash, explicit references to gay sex (but no sex itself), rpf
pairing: mostly colin/bradley, some katie/angel
disclaimer: THIS IS NOT REAL. I PROMISE. I JUST MADE IT UP, BECAUSE I AM SICK AND TWISTED.
summary: colin gets up at 6:30, only to be ambushed by katie. what she accuses him of is certainly unexpected.
a/n: i hate my title, if anyone has a better idea for it, i will be forever in their debt. thanks! also, it's not my fault! go watch the video diaries on youtube, that's the cause! could you resist it?
furthermore: freak_in_corner and drjenny88 deserve endless sparkles, sequins, and porn for all of their help. drjenny88 was, in particular, so great, and reworked literally every sentence to make it flow better! you have her to thank that it's reasonably legible.
When Colin Morgan emerged from a long night of what they were euphemistically calling ‘running lines’ in Bradley James’ room, it was 6:30am. It was therefore unsurprising that he wasn’t functioning highly enough for a conversation, but he didn’t expect anyone else to be up at such an ungodly hour, so the likelihood that it would matter seemed slim. The only reason he was awake at all was because he hadn’t yet been to sleep and, honestly, he couldn’t be expected to when Bradley was lying beside him wearing next to nothing; Colin would definitely have to find a solution to the lack of sleep problem at some point, but for now he was quite content to survive on under four hours of sleep a night, especially when he had Bradley as compensation.
It was therefore quite a shock to him when he walked out into the corridor and encountered Katie, whom he found quite scary and intimidating at the best of times. Right now, she looked absolutely livid, and dangerously awake; on hearing his footsteps, she wheeled on him, hissing furiously, “You!”
“Yes, it’s- uh, me,” Colin replied needlessly, hoping his terror wasn’t too obvious. “Did you, er, need me for anything?”
Katie shot him the glare he and Bradley secretly referred to as her Death Glare, with capitalisation; it struck Colin as faintly amazing that she could have such perfectly applied eye makeup at such an early hour of the morning, before her response pushed all other thoughts from his mind. “Yes, I bloody well do need something from you: I need you to stop being so loud when you’re fucking Bradley three times a night!”
“What?” Colin gasped, dumbstruck. Whatever he had expected, that certainly hadn’t been it, regardless of the truth of her allegations.
“Don’t play dumb, you idiot. Angel’s room is right next to his - do you think these hotels have very thick walls? Because they most certainly don’t, and my idea of a fun night-time activity is not listening to you orgasm with accompanying noises, which are quite frankly ridiculous. Seriously, Colin, those moans concern me - has a doctor looked at them?” she frowned at him quizzically for a moment, before continuing her tirade. “Look, all I want is some fucking sleep, maybe a moment or two of peace and quiet, but that’s impossible with you two around!”
Colin was too busy forming suspicions about what Katie was doing in Angel’s room in the middle of the night to immediately answer her. Whilst her remarks caught up with him and he realised he should be taking offence, a well-built blond of a similar height to him stumbled out of the door, wearing extremely little. The blond looked simultaneously confused, tired and horny, but the confusion quickly won out when he saw Katie bearing down on Colin in the corridor outside his room.
“Katie?” Bradley asked, his tone of voice clearly showing that he’d had only three hours of sleep and was faintly hungover too. “Why are you yelling at Colin? Why are you up so early? What’s going on?”
Katie looked him over, deep despair evident on her face, which bore an expression clearly wondering at what the world had come to. “I refuse to talk to anyone who doesn’t know how to avoid committing indecent exposure, particularly in the presence of people who really, really don’t want to see it. I fully understand that your boyfriend sexes you daily, nightly and ever so rightly, but the rest of us do not need to see the evidence.”
Colin sincerely hoped he wasn’t turning as red as he felt, but knew he was. Bradley had no such modesty and merely looked down at himself nonchalantly, tucking the offending organ back into his pants. “Better?” he asked, with an easy grin.
“Marginally,” Katie said haughtily. “There’s still far too much of your skin exposed for my liking, but at least your balls are no longer in my range of vision.” She paused, considering. “Now that you’re here, I suppose I can yell at you too.”
Before Katie could begin, however, another girl stumbled out of the room next to Bradley’s, looking decidedly bleary eyed and almost as tired as he did, although considerably more sober. Angel was wearing nothing more than a t-shirt and a pair of knickers, and Bradley instinctively raised his eyebrows appreciatively. Katie slapped him.
“Bradley, you’ve got your own boyfriend, so please restrain from perving on my girlfriend,” she said.
Colin supposed that that answered his earlier wonderings.
Bradley, oddly enough, didn’t seem at all bothered by Katie’s slap, and in fact seemed rather pleased about it when he heard of her relationship with Angel. Colin had long since given up on trying to persuade his boyfriend not to be attracted to girls; as long as he managed not to sleep with any of them, Colin was fairly content to take the compromise. Bradley then seemed to register what else Katie was saying, having been previously too busy ogling her in the low-cut t-shirt she was wearing.
“What?” he sputtered. “Where did you hear- outrageous rumour- me and- Colin- boyfriend?”
Angel smiled sweetly at him. “Everyone knows,” she said. “We figured it out weeks ago, but don’t worry, everyone’s really supportive.” She shook her head incredulously at his stunned expression. “Did you honestly think that staying in each other’s hotel rooms until the early hours of the morning would go unnoticed? Besides, I hate to break it to you, but you’re very unsubtle when having sex; Katie and I were considering recording it one night, just for fun.”
Colin was just thinking that Angel was far nicer than Katie, really, when she continued, “Also, you two are disturbing my sleep. I have no problem with you having as much sex as you like, but if you continue to do it so loudly and disrupt what little sleep I do manage to get, I’ll be forced to put a secret video camera in your room and upload the video ‘accidentally’ on the internet. I can fully assure you that at that stage, you’ll both be devoured by the fangirls.” She looked over at Katie, a glint in her eyes. “Such a sad, sad ending, don’t you think, Katie?”
Colin decided that he’d entirely underestimated Angel’s potential for evil; he was quite impressed. Bradley, on the other hand, was still completely focused on the fact that Angel and Katie had apparently been having what he thought of as Hot Lesbian Sex right under his nose, and he hadn’t known about it. He looked at once shocked, betrayed and very horny.
Colin sighed and decided to ignore the fact that his boyfriend was getting turned on by their lesbian friends. Instead, he quickly calculated the nearest place he could conceivable have sex with Bradley - the bathroom, a few feet away - and began to steer Bradley towards it. After all, he figured, if Katie and Angel were already awake, they shouldn’t mind a little more noise.
ok, yeah, so, here it is. i am so nervous, you guys! ah!
title: getting up at 6:30 has serious consequences
rating: um, pg-13, i would say
warnings: slash, explicit references to gay sex (but no sex itself), rpf
pairing: mostly colin/bradley, some katie/angel
disclaimer: THIS IS NOT REAL. I PROMISE. I JUST MADE IT UP, BECAUSE I AM SICK AND TWISTED.
summary: colin gets up at 6:30, only to be ambushed by katie. what she accuses him of is certainly unexpected.
a/n: i hate my title, if anyone has a better idea for it, i will be forever in their debt. thanks! also, it's not my fault! go watch the video diaries on youtube, that's the cause! could you resist it?
furthermore: freak_in_corner and drjenny88 deserve endless sparkles, sequins, and porn for all of their help. drjenny88 was, in particular, so great, and reworked literally every sentence to make it flow better! you have her to thank that it's reasonably legible.
When Colin Morgan emerged from a long night of what they were euphemistically calling ‘running lines’ in Bradley James’ room, it was 6:30am. It was therefore unsurprising that he wasn’t functioning highly enough for a conversation, but he didn’t expect anyone else to be up at such an ungodly hour, so the likelihood that it would matter seemed slim. The only reason he was awake at all was because he hadn’t yet been to sleep and, honestly, he couldn’t be expected to when Bradley was lying beside him wearing next to nothing; Colin would definitely have to find a solution to the lack of sleep problem at some point, but for now he was quite content to survive on under four hours of sleep a night, especially when he had Bradley as compensation.
It was therefore quite a shock to him when he walked out into the corridor and encountered Katie, whom he found quite scary and intimidating at the best of times. Right now, she looked absolutely livid, and dangerously awake; on hearing his footsteps, she wheeled on him, hissing furiously, “You!”
“Yes, it’s- uh, me,” Colin replied needlessly, hoping his terror wasn’t too obvious. “Did you, er, need me for anything?”
Katie shot him the glare he and Bradley secretly referred to as her Death Glare, with capitalisation; it struck Colin as faintly amazing that she could have such perfectly applied eye makeup at such an early hour of the morning, before her response pushed all other thoughts from his mind. “Yes, I bloody well do need something from you: I need you to stop being so loud when you’re fucking Bradley three times a night!”
“What?” Colin gasped, dumbstruck. Whatever he had expected, that certainly hadn’t been it, regardless of the truth of her allegations.
“Don’t play dumb, you idiot. Angel’s room is right next to his - do you think these hotels have very thick walls? Because they most certainly don’t, and my idea of a fun night-time activity is not listening to you orgasm with accompanying noises, which are quite frankly ridiculous. Seriously, Colin, those moans concern me - has a doctor looked at them?” she frowned at him quizzically for a moment, before continuing her tirade. “Look, all I want is some fucking sleep, maybe a moment or two of peace and quiet, but that’s impossible with you two around!”
Colin was too busy forming suspicions about what Katie was doing in Angel’s room in the middle of the night to immediately answer her. Whilst her remarks caught up with him and he realised he should be taking offence, a well-built blond of a similar height to him stumbled out of the door, wearing extremely little. The blond looked simultaneously confused, tired and horny, but the confusion quickly won out when he saw Katie bearing down on Colin in the corridor outside his room.
“Katie?” Bradley asked, his tone of voice clearly showing that he’d had only three hours of sleep and was faintly hungover too. “Why are you yelling at Colin? Why are you up so early? What’s going on?”
Katie looked him over, deep despair evident on her face, which bore an expression clearly wondering at what the world had come to. “I refuse to talk to anyone who doesn’t know how to avoid committing indecent exposure, particularly in the presence of people who really, really don’t want to see it. I fully understand that your boyfriend sexes you daily, nightly and ever so rightly, but the rest of us do not need to see the evidence.”
Colin sincerely hoped he wasn’t turning as red as he felt, but knew he was. Bradley had no such modesty and merely looked down at himself nonchalantly, tucking the offending organ back into his pants. “Better?” he asked, with an easy grin.
“Marginally,” Katie said haughtily. “There’s still far too much of your skin exposed for my liking, but at least your balls are no longer in my range of vision.” She paused, considering. “Now that you’re here, I suppose I can yell at you too.”
Before Katie could begin, however, another girl stumbled out of the room next to Bradley’s, looking decidedly bleary eyed and almost as tired as he did, although considerably more sober. Angel was wearing nothing more than a t-shirt and a pair of knickers, and Bradley instinctively raised his eyebrows appreciatively. Katie slapped him.
“Bradley, you’ve got your own boyfriend, so please restrain from perving on my girlfriend,” she said.
Colin supposed that that answered his earlier wonderings.
Bradley, oddly enough, didn’t seem at all bothered by Katie’s slap, and in fact seemed rather pleased about it when he heard of her relationship with Angel. Colin had long since given up on trying to persuade his boyfriend not to be attracted to girls; as long as he managed not to sleep with any of them, Colin was fairly content to take the compromise. Bradley then seemed to register what else Katie was saying, having been previously too busy ogling her in the low-cut t-shirt she was wearing.
“What?” he sputtered. “Where did you hear- outrageous rumour- me and- Colin- boyfriend?”
Angel smiled sweetly at him. “Everyone knows,” she said. “We figured it out weeks ago, but don’t worry, everyone’s really supportive.” She shook her head incredulously at his stunned expression. “Did you honestly think that staying in each other’s hotel rooms until the early hours of the morning would go unnoticed? Besides, I hate to break it to you, but you’re very unsubtle when having sex; Katie and I were considering recording it one night, just for fun.”
Colin was just thinking that Angel was far nicer than Katie, really, when she continued, “Also, you two are disturbing my sleep. I have no problem with you having as much sex as you like, but if you continue to do it so loudly and disrupt what little sleep I do manage to get, I’ll be forced to put a secret video camera in your room and upload the video ‘accidentally’ on the internet. I can fully assure you that at that stage, you’ll both be devoured by the fangirls.” She looked over at Katie, a glint in her eyes. “Such a sad, sad ending, don’t you think, Katie?”
Colin decided that he’d entirely underestimated Angel’s potential for evil; he was quite impressed. Bradley, on the other hand, was still completely focused on the fact that Angel and Katie had apparently been having what he thought of as Hot Lesbian Sex right under his nose, and he hadn’t known about it. He looked at once shocked, betrayed and very horny.
Colin sighed and decided to ignore the fact that his boyfriend was getting turned on by their lesbian friends. Instead, he quickly calculated the nearest place he could conceivable have sex with Bradley - the bathroom, a few feet away - and began to steer Bradley towards it. After all, he figured, if Katie and Angel were already awake, they shouldn’t mind a little more noise.