Fic: Everything You Do is Super Duper Cute And I Can't Stand It (35/?)
Fandom: Community
Title: Everything You Do is Super Duper Cute And I Can't Stand It.
Character/Pairing(s): Jeff, Annie, Jeff/Annie
Rating: PG
Summary: Stolen moments from every episode between Jeff and Annie.
Disclaimer: Belongs to Mr Harmon.
A/N - After Mixology Certification. Here's the Chapter Directory for previous chapters. I know there's a lot of mixed (heh) feelings about this episode, but I really liked it. Troy was wonderful in it. And Jeff and Britta were kind of obnoxious but I think the writers did that on purpose, because most people are obnoxious when they're drunk. And as for that little make out...I'm okay with it. They stopped. They're learning from their past mistakes. Good for Jeff and Britta. Also, Abed just sitting there was kind of hilarious. I've been there Abed, it's not fun at all. And, was it just me or was there massive amounts of Troy/Britta nuggets in this episode, at least on Troy's end. Oh well...
Hangover
Annie woke up the morning of Troy's birthday to a pounding noise. At first she figured it was her head, but after a few minutes of sitting up in her bed, holding her temples she realized there was actually some one at the door.
She stumbled out of bed and pulled a pair of shorts from the drawers in her room, realizing that all she was wearing was her pajama top and the tights from the night before. When she stepped into the main room of her apartment, she felt the sudden brightness of the light outside, and wondered why the sun felt the need to rise so close to her window. Also who the hell was knocking on her door this early?
She opened the door to see Jeff leaning on the door frame. He had his sunglasses that seemed to be slipping halfway down his nose but his hands were full so he couldn't push them back up. In his right hand he had a small coffee tray with two cups from Starbucks. In his left he had Annie's purse from the night before.
"Hi" He said, with a small smile. He gave her a once-over and tilted his head with a smirk. "Making some sort of fashion statement?"
"I just woke up" Annie mumbled, rubbing her eyes tiredly. She was still half-squinting from the light.
"I can see that" Jeff noted, and brushed past her without being invited in. Annie closed the door, and followed him towards the coffee table in the middle of the room, where he placed the coffee, before turning back to her.
"You left this in my car" He said, handing her her purse.
She gave him a thankful smile, then dropped herself on the couch. He sat beside her, a little less lazily, and she leaned on his shoulder seeing as she was still half asleep. She closed her eyes briefly to block out the light but when she opened them again he was staring at her with his sunglasses off, and the light in the room was gone. He had bags under his eyes and Annie wondered just how tired he was, seeing as he'd had more to drink than she had. But then again, he couldn't have been that tired if he'd made the effort to go to her apartment rather than just waiting until Monday.
"Did you close the curtains or is there a ghost in my apartment?"
He smiled at her. "You haven't had many hangovers have you?"
She didn't bother answering or shaking her head. He took a sip from one of the coffees he had brought.
"Well you should know, darkness is your friend on these kind of mornings" He said, taking another sip. "I brought one for you, but it's probably not as hot. You dozed off for a bit" He stated when he noticed her staring.
"Thanks" She said, sitting up and yawning, which made him smile for some odd reason. "For the coffee and the purse. Although that probably could have waited until Monday."
At that he averted his eyes and stared at the half empty coffee in his hands.
"Actually, some stuff happened last night that I wanted to talk to you about." He started playing with the cardboard sleeve around his cup with his thumb, and Annie wondered what exactly it was that was making him so nervous. "I mean, it's not a big deal or anything, it was just...drunkeness, if that's even a word."
"Sounds like a big deal if it has you rambling" She said to him. "What? Did you kill some one, because as long as it's not some one in the group or a relative of mine, I can learn to forgive you."
This seemed to put him at ease a little. "I didn't kill anyone don't worry."
"Than what is it?"
He finally turned to look at her, and Annie saw what must have been a mixture of guilt and shame in his eyes, which was an especially rare thing to see in Jeff Winger.
"I did something" He said. "It's not bad per say but...I just..." He looked around the room they were sitting in, as if hoping to find something that could help him spit it out. "I need to explain myself to you."
"Why?"
"Because what I did affects..." He stopped, as if he had caught himself from saying something he would regret. Annie was starting to get sick of this. She really didn't like Jeff when he was this nervous. The suspense it put her in was too much for her already sore head.
"Just say it Jeff."
He looked at her. She could see him considering what it was that he had to say. He stared at her for a long time, and she didn't push him because he was clearly having trouble enough as it was. Eventually he sighed and placed the cup on the coffee table.
"Y'know what, it's not even a big thing anyway. I'm just...hungover." He shrugged at her.
"Are you sure?" He couldn't just do that now! She was hooked, now whatever it was that he didn't say would bug her for weeks and weeks until she found out what it was. And she'd start making stupid assumptions in her head. Like he'd punched some mob boss in the face and now he was on some one's hit list. Or he'd set his house on fire and he was living out of his car. Or he'd hooked up with Britta again. Or he'd decided he was gay overnight. God damn him for not telling her!
"Well, I should get going. Sorry about your coffee. I figured you'd rather sleep" He said standing up.
"No, it's fine. Thanks anyway" She said weakly. She wasn't in the mood to force smiles. She was still stuck in the previous few minutes where Jeff was about to admit he was possibly gay and then decided not to.
"You okay?" He asked, clearly noticing her change in demeanor.
"It's just sort of bright in here" She lied.
At that he took the sunglasses from the top of his head and placed them over her eyes with a smile.
"Better?"
She nodded so he wouldn't catch her disappointment again.
"I'll see you Monday" He said with a semi-awkward wave, and then he left.
Annie drank the warm-ish coffee while flicking through news channels, in the hopes of finding something on some drunken ex-lawyer who tried to rob a bank or urinated in public. At least then she wouldn't be stuck with all these stupid questions in her head.
Title: Everything You Do is Super Duper Cute And I Can't Stand It.
Character/Pairing(s): Jeff, Annie, Jeff/Annie
Rating: PG
Summary: Stolen moments from every episode between Jeff and Annie.
Disclaimer: Belongs to Mr Harmon.
A/N - After Mixology Certification. Here's the Chapter Directory for previous chapters. I know there's a lot of mixed (heh) feelings about this episode, but I really liked it. Troy was wonderful in it. And Jeff and Britta were kind of obnoxious but I think the writers did that on purpose, because most people are obnoxious when they're drunk. And as for that little make out...I'm okay with it. They stopped. They're learning from their past mistakes. Good for Jeff and Britta. Also, Abed just sitting there was kind of hilarious. I've been there Abed, it's not fun at all. And, was it just me or was there massive amounts of Troy/Britta nuggets in this episode, at least on Troy's end. Oh well...
Hangover
Annie woke up the morning of Troy's birthday to a pounding noise. At first she figured it was her head, but after a few minutes of sitting up in her bed, holding her temples she realized there was actually some one at the door.
She stumbled out of bed and pulled a pair of shorts from the drawers in her room, realizing that all she was wearing was her pajama top and the tights from the night before. When she stepped into the main room of her apartment, she felt the sudden brightness of the light outside, and wondered why the sun felt the need to rise so close to her window. Also who the hell was knocking on her door this early?
She opened the door to see Jeff leaning on the door frame. He had his sunglasses that seemed to be slipping halfway down his nose but his hands were full so he couldn't push them back up. In his right hand he had a small coffee tray with two cups from Starbucks. In his left he had Annie's purse from the night before.
"Hi" He said, with a small smile. He gave her a once-over and tilted his head with a smirk. "Making some sort of fashion statement?"
"I just woke up" Annie mumbled, rubbing her eyes tiredly. She was still half-squinting from the light.
"I can see that" Jeff noted, and brushed past her without being invited in. Annie closed the door, and followed him towards the coffee table in the middle of the room, where he placed the coffee, before turning back to her.
"You left this in my car" He said, handing her her purse.
She gave him a thankful smile, then dropped herself on the couch. He sat beside her, a little less lazily, and she leaned on his shoulder seeing as she was still half asleep. She closed her eyes briefly to block out the light but when she opened them again he was staring at her with his sunglasses off, and the light in the room was gone. He had bags under his eyes and Annie wondered just how tired he was, seeing as he'd had more to drink than she had. But then again, he couldn't have been that tired if he'd made the effort to go to her apartment rather than just waiting until Monday.
"Did you close the curtains or is there a ghost in my apartment?"
He smiled at her. "You haven't had many hangovers have you?"
She didn't bother answering or shaking her head. He took a sip from one of the coffees he had brought.
"Well you should know, darkness is your friend on these kind of mornings" He said, taking another sip. "I brought one for you, but it's probably not as hot. You dozed off for a bit" He stated when he noticed her staring.
"Thanks" She said, sitting up and yawning, which made him smile for some odd reason. "For the coffee and the purse. Although that probably could have waited until Monday."
At that he averted his eyes and stared at the half empty coffee in his hands.
"Actually, some stuff happened last night that I wanted to talk to you about." He started playing with the cardboard sleeve around his cup with his thumb, and Annie wondered what exactly it was that was making him so nervous. "I mean, it's not a big deal or anything, it was just...drunkeness, if that's even a word."
"Sounds like a big deal if it has you rambling" She said to him. "What? Did you kill some one, because as long as it's not some one in the group or a relative of mine, I can learn to forgive you."
This seemed to put him at ease a little. "I didn't kill anyone don't worry."
"Than what is it?"
He finally turned to look at her, and Annie saw what must have been a mixture of guilt and shame in his eyes, which was an especially rare thing to see in Jeff Winger.
"I did something" He said. "It's not bad per say but...I just..." He looked around the room they were sitting in, as if hoping to find something that could help him spit it out. "I need to explain myself to you."
"Why?"
"Because what I did affects..." He stopped, as if he had caught himself from saying something he would regret. Annie was starting to get sick of this. She really didn't like Jeff when he was this nervous. The suspense it put her in was too much for her already sore head.
"Just say it Jeff."
He looked at her. She could see him considering what it was that he had to say. He stared at her for a long time, and she didn't push him because he was clearly having trouble enough as it was. Eventually he sighed and placed the cup on the coffee table.
"Y'know what, it's not even a big thing anyway. I'm just...hungover." He shrugged at her.
"Are you sure?" He couldn't just do that now! She was hooked, now whatever it was that he didn't say would bug her for weeks and weeks until she found out what it was. And she'd start making stupid assumptions in her head. Like he'd punched some mob boss in the face and now he was on some one's hit list. Or he'd set his house on fire and he was living out of his car. Or he'd hooked up with Britta again. Or he'd decided he was gay overnight. God damn him for not telling her!
"Well, I should get going. Sorry about your coffee. I figured you'd rather sleep" He said standing up.
"No, it's fine. Thanks anyway" She said weakly. She wasn't in the mood to force smiles. She was still stuck in the previous few minutes where Jeff was about to admit he was possibly gay and then decided not to.
"You okay?" He asked, clearly noticing her change in demeanor.
"It's just sort of bright in here" She lied.
At that he took the sunglasses from the top of his head and placed them over her eyes with a smile.
"Better?"
She nodded so he wouldn't catch her disappointment again.
"I'll see you Monday" He said with a semi-awkward wave, and then he left.
Annie drank the warm-ish coffee while flicking through news channels, in the hopes of finding something on some drunken ex-lawyer who tried to rob a bank or urinated in public. At least then she wouldn't be stuck with all these stupid questions in her head.