3 Ficlets
Title: 2 am
Rating: G
Pairing: David Beckham/Gary Neville
Disclaimer: This is not true; just a fabrication of my imagination.
"Hello?" Gary mumbles sleepily, too tired to wonder who'd be calling him at 2 am.
"It's me," Gary hears a familiar voice say quietly.
"Becks? Have you been crying?"
There is a moment's hesitation before David speaks again, "I was just watching an old match. For a second, I felt like I was right back there, doing it all over again."
Gary doesn't say anything, but David continues, "Then I found myself right back here." Gary hears David sniffle and knows he has to speak up.
"David, one day we'll all be sitting on an old couch and watching matches. But right now, it's not over. Not for you and not for me."
David is silent for a second, before asking, "Whose couch will it be?"
"Probably Ryan's."
"He still has that squishy couch, doesn't he?"
"Yeah," Gary says, laughing. "It's scorched on one end---"
"---from where Paul lit it on fire," David finishes.
Title: Distracted
Rating: G
Pairing: Alan Smith/Darren Fletcher
Disclaimer: This is not true; just a fabrication of my imagination.
Alan feels the eyes of dozens of girls on him, as he walks across the crowded room. He goes outside and runs straight into a reporter.
"Alan, are you here with anyone special?" the reporter asks immediately.
He racks his mind for the name of some girl, but is distracted by the sight of a very familiar figure - Darren Fletcher. "Uh, no..." Alan finally says, his eyes still on Darren.
"You have been linked with---"
Alan blocks the voice of the reporter out and continues to focus on Darren, who was apparently searching for Alan.
"Is it true?" the reporter finishes, just as it begins to rain.
Alan watches Darren get completely soaked by the rain. He wants to tell the reporter that none of it was true, that the person he should have been linked with was currently standing in the rain for him, that he loved everything about Darren - his hair, his accent, and his inability to locate his car keys in the morning.
Instead, he mutters, "No." and runs to join Darren in the rain.
Title: Please
Rating: R
Pairing: Cristiano Ronaldo/Wayne Rooney
Disclaimer: This is not true; just a fabrication of my imagination.
Wayne squirms with pleasure; there is no escaping Cristiano's hands, which are everywhere.
He can hear Cristiano whispering in Portuguese, he can feel Cristiano's lips on his chest, and he can even sense the smile on Cristiano's face.
As Cristiano continues to "work", Wayne reaches up and runs a hand through Cristiano's soft hair. All he hears is a, "Mmm" from Cristiano.
"Please," Wayne begs, unable to form any coherent thoughts.
Rating: G
Pairing: David Beckham/Gary Neville
Disclaimer: This is not true; just a fabrication of my imagination.
"Hello?" Gary mumbles sleepily, too tired to wonder who'd be calling him at 2 am.
"It's me," Gary hears a familiar voice say quietly.
"Becks? Have you been crying?"
There is a moment's hesitation before David speaks again, "I was just watching an old match. For a second, I felt like I was right back there, doing it all over again."
Gary doesn't say anything, but David continues, "Then I found myself right back here." Gary hears David sniffle and knows he has to speak up.
"David, one day we'll all be sitting on an old couch and watching matches. But right now, it's not over. Not for you and not for me."
David is silent for a second, before asking, "Whose couch will it be?"
"Probably Ryan's."
"He still has that squishy couch, doesn't he?"
"Yeah," Gary says, laughing. "It's scorched on one end---"
"---from where Paul lit it on fire," David finishes.
Title: Distracted
Rating: G
Pairing: Alan Smith/Darren Fletcher
Disclaimer: This is not true; just a fabrication of my imagination.
Alan feels the eyes of dozens of girls on him, as he walks across the crowded room. He goes outside and runs straight into a reporter.
"Alan, are you here with anyone special?" the reporter asks immediately.
He racks his mind for the name of some girl, but is distracted by the sight of a very familiar figure - Darren Fletcher. "Uh, no..." Alan finally says, his eyes still on Darren.
"You have been linked with---"
Alan blocks the voice of the reporter out and continues to focus on Darren, who was apparently searching for Alan.
"Is it true?" the reporter finishes, just as it begins to rain.
Alan watches Darren get completely soaked by the rain. He wants to tell the reporter that none of it was true, that the person he should have been linked with was currently standing in the rain for him, that he loved everything about Darren - his hair, his accent, and his inability to locate his car keys in the morning.
Instead, he mutters, "No." and runs to join Darren in the rain.
Title: Please
Rating: R
Pairing: Cristiano Ronaldo/Wayne Rooney
Disclaimer: This is not true; just a fabrication of my imagination.
Wayne squirms with pleasure; there is no escaping Cristiano's hands, which are everywhere.
He can hear Cristiano whispering in Portuguese, he can feel Cristiano's lips on his chest, and he can even sense the smile on Cristiano's face.
As Cristiano continues to "work", Wayne reaches up and runs a hand through Cristiano's soft hair. All he hears is a, "Mmm" from Cristiano.
"Please," Wayne begs, unable to form any coherent thoughts.