Just a quick drabble to keep my mind entertained.
Title: Bitch.
Fandom: Reservoir Dogs.
Pairing: Implied White/Orange.
Rating: PG.
Blonde moves forwards faster than Orange can pull back, and he grabs hold of the younger man’s chin, attempting to pull him in closer, and ultimately failing. Orange pulls back, eyes wide and startled.
“The fuck, man?” He asks fiercely, and Blonde grins and waves a hand, as if the two of them are friends.
“Nothin’. Just testing a theory,” He smiles as if at some inside joke that Orange isn’t part of. “It was right.” He confides with a raise of his eyebrows, and Orange eyes him suspiciously.
“What was right?” He asks eventually, and knows it was the right question, when Blonde laughs.
“My theory. White keeps his bitches on a tight leash, huh?” He asks, letting the words drop off his tongue with satisfaction. Orange looks floored, and flounders for a few seconds.
“Fuck off, Blonde,” He snarls eventually, not denying Blonde’s theory like he really, really should be.
“Woof.” Blonde chuckles, and walks away.
Fandom: Reservoir Dogs.
Pairing: Implied White/Orange.
Rating: PG.
Blonde moves forwards faster than Orange can pull back, and he grabs hold of the younger man’s chin, attempting to pull him in closer, and ultimately failing. Orange pulls back, eyes wide and startled.
“The fuck, man?” He asks fiercely, and Blonde grins and waves a hand, as if the two of them are friends.
“Nothin’. Just testing a theory,” He smiles as if at some inside joke that Orange isn’t part of. “It was right.” He confides with a raise of his eyebrows, and Orange eyes him suspiciously.
“What was right?” He asks eventually, and knows it was the right question, when Blonde laughs.
“My theory. White keeps his bitches on a tight leash, huh?” He asks, letting the words drop off his tongue with satisfaction. Orange looks floored, and flounders for a few seconds.
“Fuck off, Blonde,” He snarls eventually, not denying Blonde’s theory like he really, really should be.
“Woof.” Blonde chuckles, and walks away.