I'm in a love 'verse state of mind~
It’s charity fic so it’s my main priority right now. INSPIRATION HAS STRUCK!
Here, have a Josh & Jeff snippet from a new installment I'm working on!
“Hey asshole,” Josh chides, kicking the side of the sofa. “Can you move your gigantic hairy body so I can possibly have a place to rest my ass?”
“Dude,” Jeff replies. “There is a whole other fucking couch.” Josh looks from Jeff to the couch sitting perpendicular with the one Jeff is occupying.
“But I can see the TV better from this one,” Josh whines, kicking at it again. “Sit up.”
“First come, first serve, asshole.” Jeff settles himself deeper in the cushions. “Besides, you smell like sex and peach body spray. I don’t want you near me.”
“Fine!” Josh hands him his beer and retreats to the other sofa. Jeff sits up and Josh just shakes his head.
“Oh, the gays are coming over for a few beers,” Jeff says before taking a swig from the bottle. Josh looks over at him.
“Which gays?” Josh inquires. Jeff rolls his eyes.
“I find it sad we know so many gays that we have to elaborate,” Jeff replies. “James and Misha.”
Josh groans. “Shit. I’m pretty sure those two are taking fucking domesticity lessons from Jared and Jensen. They’re disgusting.”
“Like you and Sandy’s fucking fluffy baby bunny love isn’t sickening?” Jeff replies, and Josh smirks.
“You’re just sad you haven’t found that special someone,” Josh teases, and Jeff glares at him.
“I do fine,” Jeff tells him.
“I figured as much when I walked in on the barista from the Starbucks downstairs slurping on your biscotti in the middle of the goddamn day. In our kitchen, no less.”
“She was making me an espresso!” Jeff calls out with a laugh. “With extra foam.”
“Yeah well, that’s where I eat my breakfast, you fucking dick,” Josh says as he kicks his feet up on the coffee table. “So thanks for that.”
"It was literally my pleasure."
CHEERLEADING WOULD BE APPRECIATED. ♥
It’s charity fic so it’s my main priority right now. INSPIRATION HAS STRUCK!
Here, have a Josh & Jeff snippet from a new installment I'm working on!
“Hey asshole,” Josh chides, kicking the side of the sofa. “Can you move your gigantic hairy body so I can possibly have a place to rest my ass?”
“Dude,” Jeff replies. “There is a whole other fucking couch.” Josh looks from Jeff to the couch sitting perpendicular with the one Jeff is occupying.
“But I can see the TV better from this one,” Josh whines, kicking at it again. “Sit up.”
“First come, first serve, asshole.” Jeff settles himself deeper in the cushions. “Besides, you smell like sex and peach body spray. I don’t want you near me.”
“Fine!” Josh hands him his beer and retreats to the other sofa. Jeff sits up and Josh just shakes his head.
“Oh, the gays are coming over for a few beers,” Jeff says before taking a swig from the bottle. Josh looks over at him.
“Which gays?” Josh inquires. Jeff rolls his eyes.
“I find it sad we know so many gays that we have to elaborate,” Jeff replies. “James and Misha.”
Josh groans. “Shit. I’m pretty sure those two are taking fucking domesticity lessons from Jared and Jensen. They’re disgusting.”
“Like you and Sandy’s fucking fluffy baby bunny love isn’t sickening?” Jeff replies, and Josh smirks.
“You’re just sad you haven’t found that special someone,” Josh teases, and Jeff glares at him.
“I do fine,” Jeff tells him.
“I figured as much when I walked in on the barista from the Starbucks downstairs slurping on your biscotti in the middle of the goddamn day. In our kitchen, no less.”
“She was making me an espresso!” Jeff calls out with a laugh. “With extra foam.”
“Yeah well, that’s where I eat my breakfast, you fucking dick,” Josh says as he kicks his feet up on the coffee table. “So thanks for that.”
"It was literally my pleasure."
CHEERLEADING WOULD BE APPRECIATED. ♥
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