( The precursor )

*knocks on Carson's door, cursing softly*

John crept down the deserted hall, amused at how completely deserted it was. Everyone was at the Halloween party and he had just barely managed to sneak away. And for once, he was glad to do it. So quietly, he opened the door, wondering what kind of mess he must look like. He had a few drinks in him, kohl smeared around his eyes - he grabbed his ( Read more... )

John had spent all day manically cooking and preparing and generally being a nervous wreck. Oh, and ignoring everyone, of course. Especially Rodney - he didn't want him to see anything before they got there. He was terrified at how serious this had become and he was still fucking up, even now. But Rodney hadn't pushed him away and, just like Nancy ( Read more... )

John was more than a little drunk and leaning heavily on McKay by now. The bar had been an ultimate success and he was so excited to start appointing people to help him... and have a place to escape. And his new friendship with Keller was blossoming; going great even. Rodney didn't seem to like that aspect of it. John had to admit he enjoyed the ( Read more... )

Rodney, didn't we talk about this?

canon!verse

John waltzed in, loafers, distressed jeans and belt, white button-up and navy jacket from toe to neck.. He could've been someone's dad, but at least he looked good. He turned to Keller and grinned, strolling in a few minutes late as per John's plan ( Read more... )

John sat on his bed, feeling dumb, like he should look busy. But that wasn't necessary.. they both knew what he was doing - probably would be doing, for a very long time ( Read more... )

( Banging a few things out... )

( Ten thank you notes )