Fill: Sugarcane (In the Easy Morning) 1/2redorchidsDecember 29 2010, 21:27:56 UTC
This one's by me and salire. Mainly salire, who also edited it. Big hugs to her. ♥ Merry (belated) Christmas, sweetie! *smooch*
Brendon presses his forehead to the windowpane. It’s snowing like crazy outside, and he wishes he could be out there playing in it rather than stuck inside. But he’s just gotten over a serious case of strep that had left him voiceless for several days, and Spencer has already threatened him once about going out in this type of weather and getting sick again. So, he’s stuck inside, being bored because absolutely nothing in the house could possibly be cooler than playing in the snow.
Spencer and Ryan are on the couch, Spencer’s chin resting on Ryan’s shoulder. They’re both, from the looks of it, reading the book in Ryan’s hands, Robin Hood. It’s a soft, quiet scene
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Fill: Sugarcane (In the Easy Morning) 2/3redorchidsDecember 29 2010, 21:29:26 UTC
Brendon crosses his arms stubbornly, and Spencer shrugs. “Fine. Have it your way.” Spencer pulls Brendon up by his waist and bends as he stands, catching Brendon’s hips over his shoulder and wrapping his arms securely around Brendon’s thighs.
“Holy shit,” Brendon gasps in surprise, clutching at the hem of Spencer’s sweater. “Put me down!”
“He warned you,” Ryan says nonchalantly as he gets up and heads for the kitchen himself. “Jon, do we have any milk?”
“We have Brendon’s chocolate soy milk, but I used the rest for the cookies.”
“Hey!” Brendon wriggles defiantly on Spencer’s shoulder (though definitely not enough to fall off, holy crap, he didn’t realize Spencer could even do that). “That’s mine!”
“Then stop me,” Ryan says, taking out the carton and whistling happily as he pours himself a glass. Slowly. Brendon struggles for a minute against Spencer’s hold and then gives up, body slumping.
“You guys are mean,” he says, giving Ryan and Jon the saddest look he can manage. “Eating cookies and drinking my milk and holding me
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Fill: Sugarcane (In the Easy Morning) 3/3redorchidsDecember 29 2010, 21:30:06 UTC
Brendon wiggles against the tickling, begging, “Spencer, oh my god, I’m gonna fall, stop, Spencerstopstopstop.”
“That’s what she said,” Jon contributes with a lazy grin.
“Unhelpful!” Brendon snorts, wringing Spencer’s sweater tighter in his hands. He can feel his face going red with all the blood rushing to it. He pauses for a moment, then, “I think I’m going to throw up.”
Spencer’s reaction is immediate. He hastily plops Brendon down on the counter, his face a mixture of surprise, worry and horror.
“Ha!” Brendon laughs. “Works every time.” He grabs another cookie from the pan and takes a bite. “I grew up with two older brothers. You think that hasn’t happened to me before?”
“Oh, so he thinks he’s clever now,” Spencer says, setting his jaw. “Fine. I guess he won’t be needing any chocolate soy milk based hot cocoa then.”
Brendon balks. “What? Why not?“We wouldn’t want that big brain of yours to be adversely affected by all that extra sugar,” Ryan says casually, handing off the carton to Jon, who’s gotten down packets of
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Re: Fill: Sugarcane (In the Easy Morning) 3/3seratonationDecember 30 2010, 04:14:33 UTC
omg that is so adorable and sweet (so much sweet!) i love the idea of jon baking and ryan reading to them, and of spencer being able to putting brendon over his shoulder :D
Brendon presses his forehead to the windowpane. It’s snowing like crazy outside, and he wishes he could be out there playing in it rather than stuck inside. But he’s just gotten over a serious case of strep that had left him voiceless for several days, and Spencer has already threatened him once about going out in this type of weather and getting sick again. So, he’s stuck inside, being bored because absolutely nothing in the house could possibly be cooler than playing in the snow.
Spencer and Ryan are on the couch, Spencer’s chin resting on Ryan’s shoulder. They’re both, from the looks of it, reading the book in Ryan’s hands, Robin Hood. It’s a soft, quiet scene ( ... )
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“Holy shit,” Brendon gasps in surprise, clutching at the hem of Spencer’s sweater. “Put me down!”
“He warned you,” Ryan says nonchalantly as he gets up and heads for the kitchen himself. “Jon, do we have any milk?”
“We have Brendon’s chocolate soy milk, but I used the rest for the cookies.”
“Hey!” Brendon wriggles defiantly on Spencer’s shoulder (though definitely not enough to fall off, holy crap, he didn’t realize Spencer could even do that). “That’s mine!”
“Then stop me,” Ryan says, taking out the carton and whistling happily as he pours himself a glass. Slowly. Brendon struggles for a minute against Spencer’s hold and then gives up, body slumping.
“You guys are mean,” he says, giving Ryan and Jon the saddest look he can manage. “Eating cookies and drinking my milk and holding me ( ... )
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“That’s what she said,” Jon contributes with a lazy grin.
“Unhelpful!” Brendon snorts, wringing Spencer’s sweater tighter in his hands. He can feel his face going red with all the blood rushing to it. He pauses for a moment, then, “I think I’m going to throw up.”
Spencer’s reaction is immediate. He hastily plops Brendon down on the counter, his face a mixture of surprise, worry and horror.
“Ha!” Brendon laughs. “Works every time.” He grabs another cookie from the pan and takes a bite. “I grew up with two older brothers. You think that hasn’t happened to me before?”
“Oh, so he thinks he’s clever now,” Spencer says, setting his jaw. “Fine. I guess he won’t be needing any chocolate soy milk based hot cocoa then.”
Brendon balks. “What? Why not?“We wouldn’t want that big brain of yours to be adversely affected by all that extra sugar,” Ryan says casually, handing off the carton to Jon, who’s gotten down packets of ( ... )
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This makes everything in the world happy and nice. *snuggles deeper under covers for reread*
(Also, this line made me go Hee hee hee hee:
There’s a diabolical laugh from the kitchen. It actually sounds pretty scary. Jon’s been practicing.)
You guys, you spoil me. But I love it. And you. &hearts
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*smooches*
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