Watch Your Step
"PROMPT: Luke asks Casey to be Reid's date at a GLBT fundraiser since he is unable to attend himself."
Yup...I managed to give it an Elvis Costello title...
I couldn't figure out how to "reply" to joann's original prompt, as it wouldn't let me post this as a comment...why is LJ a pain in my butt now?
Super drabbley...not much content...kind of nonsensical...but it was fun to write! I did change things a bit, I used a GLADD event to make it easier for me.
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“Luuuke…don’t make me do this. C’mon…he’s…he’s mean…and he kinda scares me.”
No one could whine quite like Casey Hughes, and when he busted out the hang-dog eyes and the pouty lip, very few could deny him anything. But this was too important and no one knew better than Luke how well Casey played “gay”.
“Look, Case, this GLAAD fundraiser has asked Reid to speak and you know that he needs someone with him to run interference. I have a conference call with a possible buyer for Grimaldi tonight and I can‘t go, but, since no one that will be there knows that Reid and I are together, YOU could go in my place as his date.”
Luke hoped that his own Bambi eyes would be persuasive.
Casey sighed and chuckled a little. “Fine, Luke…fine. But, you’d better tell that doctor of yours that I’m not putting up with any of his shit tonight. He needs to treat me as an EQUAL…at least for a few hours. And make sure that you make it very clear that I DO NOT put out on a first date.”
Luke rolled his eyes as he laughed. “Since when?”
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“You can’t be serious, Luke. Casey Hughes? Should I pack a box of crayons and a coloring book in my briefcase for him?”
Luke gave Reid’s arm a light slap. “Knock it off, Reid. Casey is an amazing actor…he can pull this off with no problem”
Reid cackled. “Oh, I have no doubt about that. I keep telling you that his hetero sexcapades are clearly a defense mechanism to cover for the fact that he’s almost as gay as I am.“ He reached out and slid his finger down Luke’s chest. “And let me tell you…I am capital “G” gay.”
“Oh, my ass and I are made well aware of just how “gay” you are…every damned day.” Luke rubbed at the aforementioned body part.
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“Uhhh…Baby Hughie? What is your hand doing on my ass?” Reid flinched and tried to force the offending object from his backside.
Casey moved his hand into Reid‘s back pocket and huffed. “Duh, Dr…I mean, REID…I’m claiming you as mine. That fucktard with the poofy hair was all over you a minute ago and he seems to be having trouble getting the hint that you’re taken. He’s been staring at you all night and I’m not liking what his eyes are saying. He needs to step the fuck off.”
“Oh, for fuck’s sake, are you high? WE are not boyfriends, you imbecile. Stop acting like a jealous harpie and, for the love of God, stop caressing my ass!” Reid tried to step away from Casey, but had to stop short when he felt the grip on his pocket tighten.
Casey leaned in and whispered into Reid’s ear. “If you think I’m going to set you loose into this pack of wolves, you‘ve got another think coming. I’m here to help my best friend, and if that means sticking to you like glue to keep that guy from sniffing around, than I’ll do what needs to be done.”
Reid was close to exploding. “Well, Little H, you’d better take a good look around. “Poofy Hair” isn’t the only one salivating. You see, I’m HOT. And successful. And brilliant. Oh, and HOT. How are you going to keep ALL of them away, pray tell? You willing to take this to the next level?” Reid reached out, grabbing Casey’s tie and tugging him toward him until their mouths were inches apart.
Casey’s eyes were as wide as saucers and Reid used every bit of will power not to laugh out loud as Casey gulped and stuttered. “What…you…how can…you can’t…”
Reid was just about to put Casey out of his misery when a low voice hissed in his ear. “Reid, what the fuck is going on here? And Casey? What is your hand doing in my boyfriend’s pocket? You two had better start talking,”
Reid pulled back, releasing his hold on Casey’s tie as Casey quickly pulled his hand from Reid’s ass.
A red-faced Casey spoke first. “Luke…it’s not what it looks like. I was just…well…there was this guy…and then there were even more of them…and I was trying to…oh fuck. I don’t even fucking know.”
Reid interrupted, grabbing Luke’s hand and lacing their fingers together. “What Tweedle-Dum here is trying to say is that, in his own misguided way, he was trying to watch out for your interests. This was his first real glimpse of what it’s like to be on the arm of someone hot and successful and he let it make him a little crazy. Go easy on him…remember the AANS conference and your little meltdown?”
Luke looked from Reid to Casey and had to smile at his friend‘s obvious discomfort. “The ogling got to you, huh? Welcome to my world.”
Casey shook his head. “I don’t know how you do it. I can barely stand the guy and I wanted to brand his ass with a rod. Wait…that’s not what I…oh, shit. I’m just going to shut up and go home.”
Luke grabbed Casey’s arm with his free hand and pulled him closer. “I have an even better idea. I‘m assuming that guy with the ridiculous hair over there is the one that started this whole thing, since he‘s been fucking Reid with his eyes this entire time. Let‘s make it very clear that there‘s no room for him in Reid‘s life.”
Casey grinned and nodded in understanding, moving around to Reid’s other side and linking their arms. Reid looked between the two blondes, wondering what kind of secret language they shared, but then just shrugged his shoulders. Who was he to complain about having two hot guys on his arm?
As they walked past Reid’s biggest fan, the other man stared incredulously and clucked his tongue in frustration.
Reid just winked at him. “What can I say? Hate the game…hate the game.”
Yup...I managed to give it an Elvis Costello title...
I couldn't figure out how to "reply" to joann's original prompt, as it wouldn't let me post this as a comment...why is LJ a pain in my butt now?
Super drabbley...not much content...kind of nonsensical...but it was fun to write! I did change things a bit, I used a GLADD event to make it easier for me.
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“Luuuke…don’t make me do this. C’mon…he’s…he’s mean…and he kinda scares me.”
No one could whine quite like Casey Hughes, and when he busted out the hang-dog eyes and the pouty lip, very few could deny him anything. But this was too important and no one knew better than Luke how well Casey played “gay”.
“Look, Case, this GLAAD fundraiser has asked Reid to speak and you know that he needs someone with him to run interference. I have a conference call with a possible buyer for Grimaldi tonight and I can‘t go, but, since no one that will be there knows that Reid and I are together, YOU could go in my place as his date.”
Luke hoped that his own Bambi eyes would be persuasive.
Casey sighed and chuckled a little. “Fine, Luke…fine. But, you’d better tell that doctor of yours that I’m not putting up with any of his shit tonight. He needs to treat me as an EQUAL…at least for a few hours. And make sure that you make it very clear that I DO NOT put out on a first date.”
Luke rolled his eyes as he laughed. “Since when?”
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“You can’t be serious, Luke. Casey Hughes? Should I pack a box of crayons and a coloring book in my briefcase for him?”
Luke gave Reid’s arm a light slap. “Knock it off, Reid. Casey is an amazing actor…he can pull this off with no problem”
Reid cackled. “Oh, I have no doubt about that. I keep telling you that his hetero sexcapades are clearly a defense mechanism to cover for the fact that he’s almost as gay as I am.“ He reached out and slid his finger down Luke’s chest. “And let me tell you…I am capital “G” gay.”
“Oh, my ass and I are made well aware of just how “gay” you are…every damned day.” Luke rubbed at the aforementioned body part.
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“Uhhh…Baby Hughie? What is your hand doing on my ass?” Reid flinched and tried to force the offending object from his backside.
Casey moved his hand into Reid‘s back pocket and huffed. “Duh, Dr…I mean, REID…I’m claiming you as mine. That fucktard with the poofy hair was all over you a minute ago and he seems to be having trouble getting the hint that you’re taken. He’s been staring at you all night and I’m not liking what his eyes are saying. He needs to step the fuck off.”
“Oh, for fuck’s sake, are you high? WE are not boyfriends, you imbecile. Stop acting like a jealous harpie and, for the love of God, stop caressing my ass!” Reid tried to step away from Casey, but had to stop short when he felt the grip on his pocket tighten.
Casey leaned in and whispered into Reid’s ear. “If you think I’m going to set you loose into this pack of wolves, you‘ve got another think coming. I’m here to help my best friend, and if that means sticking to you like glue to keep that guy from sniffing around, than I’ll do what needs to be done.”
Reid was close to exploding. “Well, Little H, you’d better take a good look around. “Poofy Hair” isn’t the only one salivating. You see, I’m HOT. And successful. And brilliant. Oh, and HOT. How are you going to keep ALL of them away, pray tell? You willing to take this to the next level?” Reid reached out, grabbing Casey’s tie and tugging him toward him until their mouths were inches apart.
Casey’s eyes were as wide as saucers and Reid used every bit of will power not to laugh out loud as Casey gulped and stuttered. “What…you…how can…you can’t…”
Reid was just about to put Casey out of his misery when a low voice hissed in his ear. “Reid, what the fuck is going on here? And Casey? What is your hand doing in my boyfriend’s pocket? You two had better start talking,”
Reid pulled back, releasing his hold on Casey’s tie as Casey quickly pulled his hand from Reid’s ass.
A red-faced Casey spoke first. “Luke…it’s not what it looks like. I was just…well…there was this guy…and then there were even more of them…and I was trying to…oh fuck. I don’t even fucking know.”
Reid interrupted, grabbing Luke’s hand and lacing their fingers together. “What Tweedle-Dum here is trying to say is that, in his own misguided way, he was trying to watch out for your interests. This was his first real glimpse of what it’s like to be on the arm of someone hot and successful and he let it make him a little crazy. Go easy on him…remember the AANS conference and your little meltdown?”
Luke looked from Reid to Casey and had to smile at his friend‘s obvious discomfort. “The ogling got to you, huh? Welcome to my world.”
Casey shook his head. “I don’t know how you do it. I can barely stand the guy and I wanted to brand his ass with a rod. Wait…that’s not what I…oh, shit. I’m just going to shut up and go home.”
Luke grabbed Casey’s arm with his free hand and pulled him closer. “I have an even better idea. I‘m assuming that guy with the ridiculous hair over there is the one that started this whole thing, since he‘s been fucking Reid with his eyes this entire time. Let‘s make it very clear that there‘s no room for him in Reid‘s life.”
Casey grinned and nodded in understanding, moving around to Reid’s other side and linking their arms. Reid looked between the two blondes, wondering what kind of secret language they shared, but then just shrugged his shoulders. Who was he to complain about having two hot guys on his arm?
As they walked past Reid’s biggest fan, the other man stared incredulously and clucked his tongue in frustration.
Reid just winked at him. “What can I say? Hate the game…hate the game.”