Happy New Year

[wakeyourheart]

Title: Happy New Year
Author: kissoffools / wakeyourheart 
Pairing: Drew Wright/Mookie Morris (with angst provided by the coupling of Mookie Morris/Earl Stevenson)
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Drew throws a New Year's Eve party and learns that the concept of "no strings attached" doesn't exactly work for everyone.
Disclaimer: So, so, so not real.  Sorry folks.
Notes: This is my

Comments

[timeofdying]

OMG.
OMG.
*FLAILS AROUND*
DREW, IF YOU CAN'T DETACH YOURSELF FROM TEENAGE BOYS, I'M PERFECTLY FINE WITH OFFERING TO BE OF ASSISTANCE HERE.
*cough*

I mean...
I loved this story. Lucky Mookie. The situations all seemed realistic and there's always Theo there to tell us what we need to know. Mookie's lucky as hell.

Bravo.
*glares at Mookie for hurting Drew*

[wakeyourheart]

HAHAHAHAHAHA. Oh Elliott.

I'm glad you liked it since this pairing is hot as hell but kind of a pain in the ass. (....and not the good sexy kind.)

Mookie's a total dick in this fic. It's a shame.

ps you used that marie-pierre icon especially for me, didn't you. :/

[timeofdying]

YOU KNOW YOU LOVE IT :P.

Yes, it is. Hence why I can only write Mearew.

It's okay. I'll comfort Drew.

ps no i didn't. i just randomly choose my icons. but here, have a mookie.

[wakeyourheart]

OBVIOUSLY, IF I DIDN'T LOVE IT WE COULDN'T BE FRIENDS.
Write more Mearew. Or, you know, that Mitch/Mookie you said you'd write me.
And I'll take Mookie off and punish him for being bad.
ps thanks for the mookie. you can have a drew in return.

[hatemetoday_xx]

Dude, you broke up with your girlfriend for him. And he still chose Earl.”
MEEEP. D:

“Mookie, why are you lying in my doorway?”

The teen struggled to sit up, teetering a little. “Dunno. The lights went out and it’s your house and I wanted to tell you and I came upstairs but then I got tired so I wanted to have a little nap but then I couldn’t find the bed and this nice floor looked comfy and it really really is.”

Drew snorted. “Mookie, are you drunk?”

“Nahhhhhh,” he denied, attempting to scramble to his feet. He managed to get about halfway up before he fell back against the doorjamb, Drew’s hands shooting out to catch his elbows and keep him upright. He looked down at the floor, and then back up at Drew again. “Only a little,” he conceded.
CUTEST THING OF MY LIFE, KAY.

Mookie took a second to choose his words. “This has nothing to do with Earl.”

Drew slammed him against the wall.
HI. I COULD DIE HAPPY NOW.

“No kissing,” he said firmly. “Crosses the line.” He’d managed to unzip Drew’s pants, and he snaked his hand

not logged into writing journal. deal.

[kissoffools]

LOL I will confess that the only reason I am on the internet this morning is to read this comment. :D

CUTEST THING OF MY LIFE, KAY.
Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, yeah, he's pretty cute. :D

I am SO SO SO glad you liked it, my dear, because I was incredibly concerned about it. I still think it could stand to have one more scene before the lights go out, but oh well, what's done is done.

ANYWAYS I am glad it made you squee and die and I love you and Merry Christmas. <3

[inmyhansonshirt]

IM SORRY I MISSED READING THIS UNTIL NOW, BUT KIND OF NOT BECAUSE WHAT A GREAT ADDITION TO MY DAY, SERIOUSLY.

This was SO WELL WRITTEN and some of the lines just KILLED ME. eirosdfhjknchdjgfskldigfhuj. And I love Drew pining over Mookie and drunk!Mookie and good ol' Theo. I love the little details about champagne and fixing the hair and and eaihgjdskfiorsghjkfn.

Drew looked after him for a minute, wondering how Mookie was able to keep his heart that detached.
THAT LINE. THAT LINE, JANNA. KILLED ME DEAD. HOLY SHIT UM HEART. HEART FIEOJKDSCXUHGKJSDF.

*flails madly*