Fic: SPOILER COMMENT FIC #1
Title: SPOILER COMMENT FIC #1
Author: Myrna1_2_3
Fandom: As the World Turns
Characters/Pairings: Luke/Reid
Rating: R
Summary: Just a quick little scene based on the spoilers that were posted today. I mentioned how I’d like a certain scene to play out so I jotted it down and here it is.
Disclaimer: Not-not-mine
Author’s Notes: Fic called “Spoiler Fic” contains spoilers! This is a stand-alone fic, not part of any other LuRe universe I have written (or may write!).
Right about the time Noah Mayer’s fist was careening toward Reid Oliver’s face, Reid wondered if maybe he should have been more circumspect about Mayer finding out he and Luke were in a relationship. Noah was apoplectic that’s for sure, starting out righteously indignant that the good doctor would mess around with the boyfriend of one of his patient’s (Reid swallowed the ex he wanted to blurt out only because he’d never seen Luke look quite so foreboding).
After bemoaning Reid’s unprofessionalism, not to mention his integrity, his decency, and, Reid assumed, his thwarting of the American Way, Noah segued into a diatribe against Luke.
“You don’t even know him,” Noah said scornfully to Reid, jutting his chin toward Luke. “You just see some pretty boy rich kid you want to fuck, but you don’t know anything about him! Did he tell you they stole his kidney? Some poor schlep was due for it, but Mommy wasn’t about to play by the rules when her little angel’s life was at stake!”
“Noah!” Luke said, sounding ashamed for his friend.
“Did he tell you how I spent a God damned year trying to shake him? My father fucking shoved him down a cliff, and he still kept coming after me! And when I was finally too damn tired to hold him off anymore he turned into a miserable, stinking drunk who messed around with his grandfather…”
“Noah,” Luke whispered, sounding tortured. “Stop,” he pleaded, tears swimming in his eyes. “We won’t be able to go back if you don’t stop,”
Noah smiled cruelly. “Oh come on Luke! We haven’t even gotten to the part where you rigged a stupid college election and managed to get your ass booted out of school!”
“I’m done,” Reid said. “Get out.” He made no move toward Noah, but there was a treacherous note to his voice that made Noah take a step backward.
Noah glared at Luke like he was something nasty stuck to the bottom of a shoe. “Some fucking prize,” he said, then shrugged at Reid. “You’re welcome to him,” he said, and marched out the door without giving Luke another look.
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“You slept with your grandfather?” Reid said incredulously. And even though he’d been repeating the phrase for the entire 15 minutes it took to drive home, he was still stuck in perpetual disbelief.
“Step grandfather,” Luke corrected, then shook his head at getting off track yet again. “I didn’t sleep with him!” he said. “It was just a kiss. Or two.” He followed Reid into the kitchen and found a bag of peas in the freezer that he handed over. Or rather, threw at Reid’s head.
“Kisses, like, night night sonny, sweet dreams or, more like hey gramps is that your tongue in my mouth?”
“You get punched a lot,” Luke said, apropos of nothing.
“Only since I met you,” Reid replied and gingerly pressed the bag of peas to his eye. He shook his head thoughtfully. “To think I worried the age spread between us was too big. I should have been worrying that it wasn’t big enough!”
“You’re a laugh a minute, aren’t you?” Luke said.
Reid shrugged, grinning helplessly at his sour-faced boyfriend. “Well I’m just curious is all. All the crap you’ve been through, and that’s the one thing you don’t tell me?”
“I wonder why?” Luke said. He tugged open the freezer and pulled out a pizza, studying the directions on the box like he’d never pre-heated the over before.
Reid leaned against the kitchen counter and said conversationally, “So Grandpa Walsh: are we talking Harrison Ford type of grandpa or Wilford Brimley?”
Luke sighed morosely. “Just, give me an idea of timeline here. How long is this going to be a thing for you?”
“Oh, I’m guessing infinity,” Reid said. “In fact, I may rethink my belief in an afterlife because I’m going to need to make fun of you even after we’ve shuffled off this mortal coil.”
“It was back when I was drinking!” Luke whined. “And messed up trying to get things to work with Noah and, I don’t know, he was sweet and nice to me and I just…”
Reid shrugged dismissively at Luke’s excuses. “All of us have had an unfortunate beer goggle incident or two, but I can safely say I never drunkenly porked some geezer.”
“God, you’re hideous,” Luke muttered, stalking out of the room.
Reid retrieved a bottle of water for himself and as he closed the refrigerator door the sound he was making could only be described as a giggle.
“I can hear you!” Luke shouted irritably from the bedroom.
“It’s funny!” Reid shouted back.
Luke came back dressed in sweat pants and a t-shirt just as the oven beeped to indicate it was pre-heated.
“I was gonna order you some anal beads I found on a website,” Reid said, “But now maybe I should just pick up a walker from the hospital and use that for our foreplay…”
“I’m smothering you the minute you’re asleep,” Luke said, tossing the pizza in the oven and setting the timer. "It’s not a pleasant way to go, just so you know.”
“Then who will be there to heroically defend you when your character is besmirched?”
“Defend me?” Luke said. “You were sprawled on the floor. I thought I was going to have to carry you out on my back.” He rolled his eyes, shaking his head in disbelief as the scene unfolded once again in his memory. He winced at Reid and said, “You have to know that Noah never meant to… it’s just, the way he walked in and saw us without any warning, I just think he needs…”
All the levity vanished from Reid’s face. “No,” he said emphatically. “You say one more thing to defend him to me, and I will lose my shit.” Reid pulled Luke over and sat him down on the coffee table, then sat facing him on the couch. “Maybe the way he found out was harsh, but he had no right to any sense of betrayal here. He can be pissed that his chance is over, I get that, all right? But he hasn’t been slighted by anyone, he hasn’t been messed around by anyone, and what he did today, was so far out of bounds, I just…” Reid swiped at his mouth, shaking his head. “I just can’t hear you defend him right now, all right?”
Luke watched him carefully through narrowed eyes, then quirked an eyebrow. “How about this?” he said. “You lay off the cracks about me and Brian, and I’ll stop defending Noah.”
Reid thought about it for a beat. “So you’re saying I don’t have to hear you blather on about why Noah isn’t a total cockroach and in return, I’m forbidden from ever mentioning Grandpagate again?”
“Those are the terms,” Luke said solemnly.
“So,” Reid said. “If I signed you up every time there was a Senior Mixer at the Golden Pine Retirement Village, would I be considered in violation of this agreement?”
Luke glared at him. “Yes.”
“Then no dice, Baby. Build a fucking shrine to that asshole over the mantle if you have to. But I gotta be me.”
Reid wasn’t sure if it was the black eye already forming or the buzzing of the oven timer, but either way he was spared from further violence when Luke heaved a huge sigh and went to pull the pizza from the oven. He thought he heard Luke mutter the words hideous and murder and idiot, but then he was giggling so loud it was possible that he misheard.
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Author: Myrna1_2_3
Fandom: As the World Turns
Characters/Pairings: Luke/Reid
Rating: R
Summary: Just a quick little scene based on the spoilers that were posted today. I mentioned how I’d like a certain scene to play out so I jotted it down and here it is.
Disclaimer: Not-not-mine
Author’s Notes: Fic called “Spoiler Fic” contains spoilers! This is a stand-alone fic, not part of any other LuRe universe I have written (or may write!).
Right about the time Noah Mayer’s fist was careening toward Reid Oliver’s face, Reid wondered if maybe he should have been more circumspect about Mayer finding out he and Luke were in a relationship. Noah was apoplectic that’s for sure, starting out righteously indignant that the good doctor would mess around with the boyfriend of one of his patient’s (Reid swallowed the ex he wanted to blurt out only because he’d never seen Luke look quite so foreboding).
After bemoaning Reid’s unprofessionalism, not to mention his integrity, his decency, and, Reid assumed, his thwarting of the American Way, Noah segued into a diatribe against Luke.
“You don’t even know him,” Noah said scornfully to Reid, jutting his chin toward Luke. “You just see some pretty boy rich kid you want to fuck, but you don’t know anything about him! Did he tell you they stole his kidney? Some poor schlep was due for it, but Mommy wasn’t about to play by the rules when her little angel’s life was at stake!”
“Noah!” Luke said, sounding ashamed for his friend.
“Did he tell you how I spent a God damned year trying to shake him? My father fucking shoved him down a cliff, and he still kept coming after me! And when I was finally too damn tired to hold him off anymore he turned into a miserable, stinking drunk who messed around with his grandfather…”
“Noah,” Luke whispered, sounding tortured. “Stop,” he pleaded, tears swimming in his eyes. “We won’t be able to go back if you don’t stop,”
Noah smiled cruelly. “Oh come on Luke! We haven’t even gotten to the part where you rigged a stupid college election and managed to get your ass booted out of school!”
“I’m done,” Reid said. “Get out.” He made no move toward Noah, but there was a treacherous note to his voice that made Noah take a step backward.
Noah glared at Luke like he was something nasty stuck to the bottom of a shoe. “Some fucking prize,” he said, then shrugged at Reid. “You’re welcome to him,” he said, and marched out the door without giving Luke another look.
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“You slept with your grandfather?” Reid said incredulously. And even though he’d been repeating the phrase for the entire 15 minutes it took to drive home, he was still stuck in perpetual disbelief.
“Step grandfather,” Luke corrected, then shook his head at getting off track yet again. “I didn’t sleep with him!” he said. “It was just a kiss. Or two.” He followed Reid into the kitchen and found a bag of peas in the freezer that he handed over. Or rather, threw at Reid’s head.
“Kisses, like, night night sonny, sweet dreams or, more like hey gramps is that your tongue in my mouth?”
“You get punched a lot,” Luke said, apropos of nothing.
“Only since I met you,” Reid replied and gingerly pressed the bag of peas to his eye. He shook his head thoughtfully. “To think I worried the age spread between us was too big. I should have been worrying that it wasn’t big enough!”
“You’re a laugh a minute, aren’t you?” Luke said.
Reid shrugged, grinning helplessly at his sour-faced boyfriend. “Well I’m just curious is all. All the crap you’ve been through, and that’s the one thing you don’t tell me?”
“I wonder why?” Luke said. He tugged open the freezer and pulled out a pizza, studying the directions on the box like he’d never pre-heated the over before.
Reid leaned against the kitchen counter and said conversationally, “So Grandpa Walsh: are we talking Harrison Ford type of grandpa or Wilford Brimley?”
Luke sighed morosely. “Just, give me an idea of timeline here. How long is this going to be a thing for you?”
“Oh, I’m guessing infinity,” Reid said. “In fact, I may rethink my belief in an afterlife because I’m going to need to make fun of you even after we’ve shuffled off this mortal coil.”
“It was back when I was drinking!” Luke whined. “And messed up trying to get things to work with Noah and, I don’t know, he was sweet and nice to me and I just…”
Reid shrugged dismissively at Luke’s excuses. “All of us have had an unfortunate beer goggle incident or two, but I can safely say I never drunkenly porked some geezer.”
“God, you’re hideous,” Luke muttered, stalking out of the room.
Reid retrieved a bottle of water for himself and as he closed the refrigerator door the sound he was making could only be described as a giggle.
“I can hear you!” Luke shouted irritably from the bedroom.
“It’s funny!” Reid shouted back.
Luke came back dressed in sweat pants and a t-shirt just as the oven beeped to indicate it was pre-heated.
“I was gonna order you some anal beads I found on a website,” Reid said, “But now maybe I should just pick up a walker from the hospital and use that for our foreplay…”
“I’m smothering you the minute you’re asleep,” Luke said, tossing the pizza in the oven and setting the timer. "It’s not a pleasant way to go, just so you know.”
“Then who will be there to heroically defend you when your character is besmirched?”
“Defend me?” Luke said. “You were sprawled on the floor. I thought I was going to have to carry you out on my back.” He rolled his eyes, shaking his head in disbelief as the scene unfolded once again in his memory. He winced at Reid and said, “You have to know that Noah never meant to… it’s just, the way he walked in and saw us without any warning, I just think he needs…”
All the levity vanished from Reid’s face. “No,” he said emphatically. “You say one more thing to defend him to me, and I will lose my shit.” Reid pulled Luke over and sat him down on the coffee table, then sat facing him on the couch. “Maybe the way he found out was harsh, but he had no right to any sense of betrayal here. He can be pissed that his chance is over, I get that, all right? But he hasn’t been slighted by anyone, he hasn’t been messed around by anyone, and what he did today, was so far out of bounds, I just…” Reid swiped at his mouth, shaking his head. “I just can’t hear you defend him right now, all right?”
Luke watched him carefully through narrowed eyes, then quirked an eyebrow. “How about this?” he said. “You lay off the cracks about me and Brian, and I’ll stop defending Noah.”
Reid thought about it for a beat. “So you’re saying I don’t have to hear you blather on about why Noah isn’t a total cockroach and in return, I’m forbidden from ever mentioning Grandpagate again?”
“Those are the terms,” Luke said solemnly.
“So,” Reid said. “If I signed you up every time there was a Senior Mixer at the Golden Pine Retirement Village, would I be considered in violation of this agreement?”
Luke glared at him. “Yes.”
“Then no dice, Baby. Build a fucking shrine to that asshole over the mantle if you have to. But I gotta be me.”
Reid wasn’t sure if it was the black eye already forming or the buzzing of the oven timer, but either way he was spared from further violence when Luke heaved a huge sigh and went to pull the pizza from the oven. He thought he heard Luke mutter the words hideous and murder and idiot, but then he was giggling so loud it was possible that he misheard.
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