Comments | backwithbaggage: "I'm leaving on a jet plane..."

justwants2dance in backwithbaggage

"I'm leaving on a jet plane..."

Dec 13, 2011 01:10

Who: justwants2dance and some dude with brown hair looking a little like a Men In Black extra aka showingnuttage
What: Crazy little thing called WTF
Where: On a plane, JFK Airport
When & Time: After THIS
Rating: Who knows ( Read more... )

[scene] rp, [character] sam evans, [ship] mike/sam, [character] mike chang

Comments 3

showingnuttage December 12 2011, 16:04:08 UTC

Sam had actually been on his way back from London and ready to start two weeks leave from work when he had spotted Blaine being escorted into the British Airways VIP lounge at JFK Airport. He hadn't thought a single thing of it, considering the guy was a rockstar and probably travelled all the time. Especially to London, considering his daughter was there. It was only when he had been waiting in baggage claim and randomly checking his Facebook wall for the first time in months since he had been sent undercover that he conveniently saw Finn's posting and deduced that something was up ( ... )

justwants2dance December 13 2011, 15:47:32 UTC

There was absolutely no way that Mike could have anticipated anything like this. Not in a million fucking years. It was why he literally did two double-takes when he realised the brunette sitting next to him and taking the sunglasses off was Sam. Of all the people who could have sat beside Mike in the whole wide world, in was Sam, and Mike really was sure how to take that... or if he was really ready to take whatever it was he was trying to figure out he could take. He floundered, speechless, as he just gaped at Sam wordlessly.

But why the fuck did he have to look so hot as a brunette? "What are you-- how did you-- why are you-- you're not-- I'm not--" Yeah, Mike. Real cool. Totally not embarrassing at all.

showingnuttage December 14 2011, 10:03:09 UTC

Sam watched Mike's face as he tried to stop himself freaking out, floundering over his words in the shock. "I'm a detective. I just... pulled a few string," he explained and wet his lips slowly. There was silence between them for a few moments as Mike looked a little like he either wanted to run away or bitchslap Sam's face to the other end of the plane. Sam deserved that, he knew he did. "It's really good to see you, Mike."

He cleared his throat and turned his head, nodding to the aisle. "Blaine's a few rows ahead. Window seat on the opposite side of the plane. I'm dressed the same as his boydguards, so I'll easily be able to approach him. I can get him to swap seats with me if you need to talk to him."