team panda poo && two drabbles
team: panda poo
challenge: touch
title: safety
character: jj, mentions of cook and freddie
warnings: none
JJ stood stock still as he watched Freddie and Cook fight. He didn't even know what they were fighting about, just a blur or angry words and hard glares. JJ sunk to the floor, wrapping his arms around his knees as he felt as though his whole world was crashing down around his ears. He let out a small whimper, which somehow caught the attention of his two friends. Their anger dissolved instantly, crouching beside their best friend and inveloping him in a group hug. Freddie pressed his head against his shoulder as Cook appologised repeatedly. JJ took a few deep breaths, and smiled.
team: panda poo
challenge: touch
title: destruction
pairing: cook/freddie
warnings: swearing
Cook wasn't stupid, he knew how Freddie felt about Effy since the first moment he layed eyes on her. So he did what he always did, what he did best. Might as well fuck Freddie over if he couldn't have him right? That was his plan anyway. Maybe if Freddie hated him it would be easier to forget how he felt. But the thought of him not being a part of his life hurt. So he drank, and he smoked, and he fucked.
Because he fucking loved Freddie, but that really didn't matter.
challenge: touch
title: safety
character: jj, mentions of cook and freddie
warnings: none
JJ stood stock still as he watched Freddie and Cook fight. He didn't even know what they were fighting about, just a blur or angry words and hard glares. JJ sunk to the floor, wrapping his arms around his knees as he felt as though his whole world was crashing down around his ears. He let out a small whimper, which somehow caught the attention of his two friends. Their anger dissolved instantly, crouching beside their best friend and inveloping him in a group hug. Freddie pressed his head against his shoulder as Cook appologised repeatedly. JJ took a few deep breaths, and smiled.
team: panda poo
challenge: touch
title: destruction
pairing: cook/freddie
warnings: swearing
Cook wasn't stupid, he knew how Freddie felt about Effy since the first moment he layed eyes on her. So he did what he always did, what he did best. Might as well fuck Freddie over if he couldn't have him right? That was his plan anyway. Maybe if Freddie hated him it would be easier to forget how he felt. But the thought of him not being a part of his life hurt. So he drank, and he smoked, and he fucked.
Because he fucking loved Freddie, but that really didn't matter.