LDWS Round 1, Week 1 Voting
This week, the prompt was Are we there yet? And drabbles had to be between 250-350 words.
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1. Author: deanmoxbrose
Title: Or Else
Rating: PG
Warnings: Dom/sub undertones
Word Count: 350
“Stop it.”
Dean didn’t look at him - just stared out the windshield at the stretch of empty road they were stuck on for at least another hour. “Stop what?”
“Do you ever sit still?”
A shoulder lifted in a lazy shrug, and Dean’s knee continued to bounce. “Guess I’m just not in a ‘sitting still’ kinda mood,” he said smartly. He’d only just stopped drumming his fingers on the dashboard, and in a moment, Roman was sure he’d start playing with the sun visor or compulsively adjusting his seat.
It was just how he was - how he’d been since Roman had met him. And when it all came down to it, Roman didn’t mind. Found it endearing, even.
But teasing Dean about it was simply too fun.
“What if I told you to stop,” Roman began challengingly, “Or else?”
That got the knee to stop. Dean turned to him, something wicked in his eyes, and his eyebrows went up just a fraction of an inch. Roman alternated between staring at him and watching the road, easily biting back the smile that threatened to show. Neither said anything for a long moment, their gazes daring the other to break the silence.
It was Dean who gave in. He always did, even when he thought he was being defiant.
“Well, I guess I’d just feel compelled to keep going, then, huh?” he remarked, grinning in that silly way of his where he stuck the tip of his tongue between his teeth. And then, as if to prove a point, his knee started jumping again, and as he looked back out the window, he began gnawing at his fingernails.
Roman chuckled and shook his head. Moving one hand from the steering wheel, he reached over and grabbed Dean by the back of the neck, squeezing slightly. Almost instantly, Dean went pliant at his touch, going still and seeming to melt in his seat.
“Do I need to pull this car over?” Roman asked, low and dangerous.
And Dean just grinned.
Roman figured they could both use a break from the road.
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2. Author: mylunaticfringe
Title: The tough guys always are
Rating: PG
Warnings: Fear of Dentists
Word count: 329
„Ahh weee zhere yet?“ Dean could hardly get the words out of his mouth as he held his swollen cheek. It was hot to the touch and every movement of his head hurt like hell.
Roman rolled his eyes as he steered the rental car through the traffic.
“I told you three days ago to go and see a dentist. But you had to emphasize that you are such a tough guy and that your tooth ache would go away on it’s own. Now look at you. You can hardly speak.”
Dean sighed.
“I am tuf. I won’t need denthal anesthesia you will thee!”
Dean had a terrible lisp at the moment.
Roman had to fight down the urge to smile. Dean was hurting but it was kind of adorable how hard he tried to convince Roman that he could take all the pain in the world. “Yeah, yeah. Deathmatch Moxley is a tough guy. I get it. Look, here we are.”
Roman parked the car and followed Dean inside the practice. They could go right into dentist's room as Roman had called in on their drive over and a doctor already waited for them. He gestured to the chair in the middle of the brightly lit room.
Dean climbed onto the chair and let his head fall back. It was hard opening his mouth because the tooth really hurt and he was just about to tell the doctor that he would not need a dental anesthesia when the doctor turned towards him with a tiny syringe in his hand.
“I don’t…” was all Dean got out before he fainted. His eyes rolled back and then he lay there motionless.
Now Roman chuckled. He couldn’t help himself.
“Hey is a hard guy, he will jump of ladders and take chair shots, but he is afraid of syringes.” Roman explained to the doctor who laughed quietly.
“The tough guys always are.” he said and took care of Dean's aching tooth.
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3. Author: subseekerff
Title: Are we there yet?
Rating: T
Warnings: mild Rolleigns slash
Word count: 350
Are we there yet?
Four words full of a held back longing, waiting for an answer for what feels like an eternity.
Seth's heart beats oddly calm, almost silent in his chest. The quiet twilight of the night is reigning in here, urging all those shy feelings and secret thoughts to come out to breathe and be acknowledged, sheltered by the veil of the silent hours.
Two years of healing... and waiting. For the last two years Roman has tried to mend Seth's broken heart, glueing the millions of pieces back together with unconditional love.
I need time, Rome.
I'll wait for you as long as you need, Seth. I love you.
Are we there yet?
The question has always been present, quietened though by patience while loving touches and gazes and tiny gestures of purest affection keep nourishing this something between them ceaselessly.
Tonight... has been different. Being out for a drink, it has been a moment of realization that left Seth's senses reeling. A gaze from silver orbs, piercing into his heart... making it jump in... love…
A soft sound... telling him that Roman approaches him hesitantly this very moment... and Seth turns around, finds hope sparking in beautiful moonlight dyed eyes. Silence... but words are not needed anyway.
Seth meets Roman half-way, their chests touching and he can feel Roman's heart pound hard and begging, urging his own to fall in step. Arms wrap tightly around him as his fingers thread into the black velvet, diving into it deep while his other hand settles on the broad chest, fisting the shirt tightly.
Lips touch for the first time in a kiss so shy yet so full of longing that Seth's heart weeps in the sweetest of aches while he pours all his soul and every bit of the pristine thing he is feeling for this man into this kiss. A vivid warmth spreads throughout him, not leaving a centimeter untouched while every fiber in him tunes in on the man he is hopelessly intoxicated by.
Are we there yet?
Yeah. Yes, we are. Finally... we have arrived...
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4. Author: samoansexgodreigns
Title: No Breaks
Rating: T for Teen
Warnings: Language, sexual references, excessive leopard print, implied slash
Word Count: 322
"Are we there yet?" Enzo huffed from the passenger seat, tapping his foot against the floorboard in aggravation.
"Zo’ we're on the Turnpike still. Does it look like we're there? Besides GPS says we still got 32 miles to go."
"32 miles?! 32 freakin’ miles Cass?! How is that even possible when we've been driving FOR-EVER! Ya boy needs to stretch it out bro. Can't we just stop somewhere so I can get out for a millisecond? I can't feel my legs plus my ass is asleep. My ass bro! That's how long we been in this damn car!" Enzo's voice, which had started at his normal pitch, got higher and higher until his last words were nothing but a breathless squeak.
"No we can't stop because..." Cass stopped to check the clock on the dash "we got a show in 20 minutes and if we stop we'll be late. We might not make it as it is. Anyways we're almost there; you can stretch at the venue."
Enzo rolled his eyes at Cass' response and snorted. "Psh! I'm like a wild animal Cass. I can't be penned up for too long or I get stir crazy. You know that. We shoulda’ left earlier so we could’ve had a break halfway."
"Ha! If you recall Mr. Leopard Print, I did try to leave earlier, an entire hour earlier in fact. You were the one that took that extra hour picking out your clothes and taming that ridiculous hair! It's your own fault you can't feel your ass cheeks right now."
"You gonna be the one who can't feel his ass cheeks after I tear that ass up later, bada boom!" Enzo mimicked dropping a mic to add effect to his (in Enzo's mind anyway) witty come back.
"In your dreams Zo’." Cass said reaching over and playfully shoving Enzo into the car door.
Enzo laughed and shoved back.
Yea, in my dreams.
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5. Author: JacktheSinisterJaketheJust
Title: Almost There
Rating: K
Warnings: None
Word Count: 342
Prompt: Are we there yet?
Dean reached back, taking Roman’s hand in his, gripping it tighter with each step that they took. “Don’t let go of my hand,” he breathed, his voice deep, raspy, almost on the edge of uncomfortable. “Whatever you do, don’t let go.”
Roman nodded, refusing to let go anyway. His eyes were covered with a blindfold. He had no idea where Dean was taking him, he just knew that this place, where ever it was held a deep meaning to the other man, some place serious. “Are we almost there?” he asked gently. While he trusted Dean with nearly everything he had, he was growing cold in the harsh winter wind.
“Almost,” Dean murmured in returned, stopping them both. “Before we get there, I need you to promise me something.” He held his breath, his heart pounding in his chest. “It’s not pretty Ro, this is part of my past. I want you to know that so we can move forward.”
Roman tugged Dean to him, pressing a kiss to Dean’s forehead. He understood. No matter what Dean showed him, he was going to be there. They were going to be together. “Don’t worry Dean,” he breathed, his hands moving up to cup the stubbly cheeks. “I’m never going anywhere.” With that he leaned in and kissed Dean’s lips, chaste and sweet.
This was part of their journey together, Roman thought. Dean had to show him his past for them to take that next step in their relationship, for their love to grow and flourish.
They’d had the conversation a few times before, where they stood with each other. They hadn’t said those three little words aloud yet, but they showed it in their everyday lives.
And this, Dean showing him this place, his past, it was one step to that destination where Dean could fully embrace the love Roman had for him. Forever was a term then didn’t dare speak, not yet. It was a destination they were striving for together. A place they weren’t yet at. Not yet, but almost.
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6. Author: codename-ambrollins
Title: Desert Dogs
Rating: PG (swears)
Warnings: None
Word count: 328
Roman heaved a sigh and pinched the bridge of his nose for the third time in less than an hour. You'd think, after this damn long in the business, long car rides would just be a thing everyone was used to.
Even if they were driving through the California desert in a tiny car with no air conditioning.
He stole a glance over at Seth. The youngest Shield member was tilted forward in the driver's seat with his headphones on, which Roman was pretty sure had a high likelihood of illegality, but at least they seemed to be drowning out the incessant complaints from the backseat.
Dean was too hot.
Then he was itchy.
Then he wanted a taco.
Then he was thirsty.
Then he had to pee.
Then the sun was too bright.
Then he had a headache.
Then there was a bee in the car, and Seth had nearly swerved off the road as Dean bolted into the front seat trying to avoid the insect. Roman had frantically cranked down the windows of this for-some-reason-still-available-to-rent-in-2013 Oldsmobile and shooed the bee out into the hot wind. Then he turned and glared Dean back into his seat.
After that, there was a dead iPod, nothing to read on his phone, nothing to look at outside, and his seatbelt was cutting into him. Then he had to pee again.
Roman felt like pouring his entire bottle of Mountain Dew over Dean's head, but that would just cause a fight, and they were already hot and sweaty and stressed, so he opted instead to follow Seth's example.
He pulled his headphones out of his bag, turned on something fast and loud, and, for good measure, he reached out and twisted the volume knob on the radio as far as it would go.
They might be deaf by the time they arrived at their destination, but at least Dean would still be among the living. Unless they encountered another fucking bee.
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7. Author: PrincessofPunk8
Title: A Significant Road Trip
Rating: General
Warnings: Femslash
Word Count: 350 words
The soft sounds of someone singing along to the godawful pop-country song playing through the car speakers were what gently roused Eve from sleep. The soft hum of the engine, and the clicking of the wheels as they caught the small pieces of gravel that were littered over the sealed road gave guided her into a state of wakefulness where she could open her eyes without being disoriented.
"Hey there sleeping beauty," Kaitlyn said from the drivers seat, breaking off her musical rendition of whichever Taylor Swift song was now playing. "Sleep well?"
"Wasn't bad, could have done without the musical accompaniment though," Eve teased. She turned the sun visor down to check her hair in the small mirror on the back, and winced when she noticed the indent the seatbelt had left on her face.
"I could totally go professional!" Kaitlyn countered, pretending to be offended before she ruined it by dissolving into laughter. Eve gave up studying her reflection and shifted in her seat until she was sitting sidewards and could look at her girlfriend. She couldn't help the wide grin that slowly spread across her face at the sight of Kaitlyn looking so happy and free.
"Are we there yet?" she asked, sparing a glance for the landscape apparent out of the front windscreen.
"About an hour away," Kaitlyn replied, taking her gaze off the road stretching in front of them to offer a warm, genuine smile at Eve. "You nervous?"
"About meeting your family?" Eve asked. "Not at all, why would I be?" She reached out and stole the brown, well-worn cowboy hat that was resting on top of Kaitlyn's wild mane of hair and sat it on top of her own shoulder length chocolate curls. Kaitlyn laughed again and reached out to interlace their fingers together, resting it on her jean-clad thigh. Eve smiled at the gesture, knowing that Kaitlyn had seen the nervousness in her face, and had reached out to give her some small comfort. They would weather this visit together, and then continue on their future the same way.
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8. Author: simplydaydreaming
Title: Accio Park!
Rating: T for Teen
Warning: Language
Word Count: 276
It wasn’t the first time that Dean was groaning with annoyance. Roman knew that Dean was never a patient person, but the fact that Dean was making noises in his ear every five minutes was starting to irritate him.
“I swear, if you don’t stop right now,” Roman began, shooting a glare at him. “I’ll throw your ass out of this car.”
“But Roman,” Dean whined like a child who couldn’t get an ice cream cone. “We’ve been driving for so long now! Are we there yet?”
“No.”
“Are we there yet?”
“No.”
“Are we…”
“No, Dean.” Roman gritted his teeth. “We are not. First of all, we just left the hotel twenty minutes ago. Secondly, I TOLD YOU,” Roman bellowed his three words, in the hopes that they would finally soak into Dean’s skull before resuming to his calmer pitch. “that it’s going to be two hour drive.”
“To Universal Orlando?” Dean asked.
“No, Dean….to the Waffle House. Of course to Universal Orlando!”
Dean whined. “This is taking too damn long, man.”
Roman didn’t bother to glance over. “Well, there’s nothing I can do to get there faster.”
“Yes there is.”
Roman lifted an eyebrow at the sudden remark. “How?”
“Magic of course.”
“You cannot be…”
“ACCIO PARK!” Dean lifted a clenched fist over his head and flung it in front of him.
Roman sighed as he switched lanes. Apparently Dean was trying to be Harry Potter and conjure a magic trick. He added a mental note to never let Dean take shots of rum at 8 o’clock in the morning ever again.
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9. Author: mrs-spidey
Title: Late Night Cuteness
Rating: G
Words: 298
Warnings: none
"Are we there yet?"
Dean Ambrose glanced over at his fiancée, smiling widely, as she rolled her eyes. They were four hours into the eight hour drive from their home in Las Vegas to San Jose for Wrestlmania, and it was the fifth time in the last half hour he'd asked this.
"Not yet."
"Why not?"
"Because I'm not breaking the speed limit, unlike some people in this car, I can't get out of a ticket with a smile and autograph. Thought you were sleeping?"
"I can't sleep. Too stoked about my match. Hey, tell me honestly, do you think I have a shot?"
"Of course I do! You'd make a great IC champ."
"You really think so?"
"Yeah and if you don't win, there's always plan B."
"What's that?"
"Steal it, simple."
"Ha ha, you're so funny. Hey, why don't you let me take a turn driving?"
"No."
"Why?" Dean demanded, glaring childishly.
"You speed. And as much as I love you, I love life more."
"But you're tired."
"Jonathan..."
She trailed off, using his real first name with a warning tone to her voice. She knew what he was trying to do and he was about to fail miserably.
"The only way I'm pulling this car over is if we sleep out in the desert under the stars."
"Like we did on New Years Eve? Just you and me and a bottle of champagne, and some of that old early 90's country you like? The love songs we made out to all night long?"
Dean grinned devilishly, flashing his dimples and wiggling his eyebrows suggestively as he said this.
"Mmhm, I could get behind that. Maybe under it too."
"Alright, so there's our compromise. I just have one question."
"What's that?"
"Are we there yet--OUCH!"
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10. Author: smilingambrose
Title: Roads less traveled
Rating: K+
Warnings: N/A
Word count: 260
"What time is it?" Was the question of the car. The sunset on the horizon was in clear view of his hazel eyes. Seth sighed when no one answered him, a soft but overdramatic breath that caused Roman to chuckle from the passengers side. Of course he found him funny, or course him being ignored was incredibly funny to the samoan man.
"Dean's asleep. It's about 6:40 dude. Happy?" His very sarcastic quip made Seth roll his eyes. Happy? No, he wasn't happy. He was tired, but content. Long days and even longer nights did that to you. Looking over at his friend.. or should he say more than friend? He didn't really know. What do you call a friend who liked to make out with you sometimes? More than that, Seth. Roman's silk weaven hair was tight up in one of the best buns Seth had seen in a long time and the thought of what Roman had said just came back to him.
Was he happy, no not really, only sometimes. He put his hand on a bare knee as he drove and Roman didn't automatically push him away like he usually did when Dean was around.
Happy? Yeah.
Seth started to smile as fingers finally laced with his own. Big step for both of them. Even if Dean was sleeping this meant good things, things like more than kisses, less than dates and secrecy.
Happy, yeah.
"I'm happy." Seth said softly as he felt a gentle squeeze.
So happy.
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11. Author: penelo14
Title: Driving Fun
Rating: M
Warnings: M/M sex, bad writing and maybe confusion
Word count: 350
“Are we there yet Ro?” Dean whined from the passenger seat.
“No Dean, but we’ll be there soon.” Roman chuckled. “You’re so impatient.”
“Well you’re a slow driver. Cesaro would have gotten us there in half the time you’re taking.”
“Well excuse me for following the speed limits.” He playfully shoved Dean as the smaller man stuck his tongue out at him. Not even ten minutes later, Dean whines again.
“How about now?”
“Not yet. Why don’t you get some rest?”
“Can’t. Not tired.”
Roman smiles at that. He knows Dean only sleeps after they have sex. He soon pulls over to the side of the road, shutting the car off. Before Dean could question anything, Roman smashes his lips to his lover’s in a sneering kiss. He smirks when he heard a soft moan that came from Dean, which he greatly swallowed.
“Get in the back you bastard.” Roman commanded as they gasped for breath.
Dean nodded and got in the backseat, Roman following behind him. It didn’t take long for them to get completely naked and for Roman to be inside him. The only sounds that covered the car were skin slapping and their moans.
“You test my patience sometimes.”
“You love me anyway.”
“…Bastard.” He soon hears a loud cry of his name from the smaller man, realizing he found his prostate.
“Scream my name again Baby Boy.” Roman cooed, thrusting hard into the prostate again, hearing the moaning of his name once more.
Dean could feel his stomach churning, “R-Ro…I’m close…”
“Come for me then Baby Boy.”
A few more thrusts later, Dean came hard, crying out Roman’s name. Roman was right behind him, moaning loudly as he came. He collapsed on top of his lover, trying to catch his breath. He soon heard soft snoring coming from below him. He rose up slightly to see Dean fast asleep. Chuckling, he quickly dressed the both of them, kissing Dean’s forehead before returning to the driver’s seat.
“Works every time.” he whispered to himself as he continued the drive, smiling to the sounds of Dean’s peaceful sleep.
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12. Author: eric-idle-rules
Title: Flip of the Switch
Rating: PG
Warnings: mild language
Word count: 350
“This is the third station we’ve listened to in the past five minutes, can you stop?” Dean asks from the back seat of the car shared with Seth and Roman.
“There’s nothing good on,” Seth tells him from the passenger seat. Even though Roman’s driving, he lets Seth have free reign over the radio, and Dean has no idea why. Seth’s taste in music is horrible.
“Well, maybe if you just left it on a station, something good will come on,” Dean says, flopping back onto the seat.
Seth changes the station again, just to be a dick.
“Really?” He leans forward, sticking his head between the two seats. “Are we there yet?”
Roman takes a glance down at the clock and answers, “We still have another two hours.”
“You’re joking. Let me drive and I’ll have us there in half the time.”
“No.” Roman doesn’t hesitate in giving his answer.
“C’mon!”
“No.”
Dean flops backwards again. “Ow,” he says when his head smacks against the window. “Fine.”
They’ve already been in the car five hours, have pulled over three times for bathroom breaks, and one time so Dean could buy a Sonic slush and tater tots. They’re all antsy, ready to get to their next city. Which is now about one hour and fifty-five minutes away.
“Really?!” Dean shouts when Seth fiddles with the radio again.
“That one was getting fuzzy,” Seth replies.
“You two are the worst.” He sticks his hand under his head, leaning against the window, shutting his eyes. “Don’t bother me.”
Seth turns the radio up.
“Fuck you.”
“If me ‘n Rome have to stay up, so do you.”
“The worst,” Dean grumbles. “Just let me nap for ten minutes.”
“Right, a ten minute long nap.”
“Just wake me up!”
Roman snorts. “Have you ever tried waking you up?” he asks.
Dean pauses a moment, knowing how much of an asshole he is when he wakes up. “Fine. Point taken. But you’re still the worst.”
“That’s what brothers are for, right?” Seth asks, turning around to grin at Dean before flipping to the next station.
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13. Author: gatesvengeace-x
Title: Taking The Plunge
Rating: T
Warnings: None
Word count: 349
Seth's brown eyes watched the scenery outside with fascination. It was just barely springtime, the familiar warmness slowly starting to seep back through the clouds from its long hiatus, the color starting to come back to the trees. But not even the calming of the outside world could stop his heart from beating hard in his chest or halt the way his stomach was turning in knots.
Today wasn't just any old day. Today was the day that he'd wed his best friend and soul mate. Not that they'd told anyone. Today was a surprise of sorts, neither he or the man who sat beside him in the black limousine had told any of their guests what was really happening on this crisp Spring day. They had told their closest friends and family members that it was their engagement party and he knew his mother would kill him for not telling him the truth. And so would Roman.
Their car driver was silent. The only sound in the car was the soft tunes of whatever popular song was currently playing on the radio. 'Are we there yet?' Was the question that repeated in Seth's mind like a mantra, his nerves starting to kick in the closer they got to the venue. His brown eyes tried to stay focused on something outside to still his worried stomach.
He felt Dean's hand in his and he finally turned to look at his husband to be, his heart in his throat. There was a calming sense that made everything feel right that washed over him as their eyes locked. The same feeling he always got. The car slowly came to a stop and his eyes widened. It was finally time. "I'm nervous.”
Dean let out a light laugh. "I promise I'll say yes." He popped open car door. "Shall we?"
Seth beamed back at his almost husband. "I'm ready when you are."
Seth's hand clung to Dean's as they exited the rented car. Both men shared a secret smile before they stepped into the venue, ready to start their new life together.
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