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Flight Club [Flight Shed]
Gavin was hiding under a hooded sweatshirt and a baseball cap today. Yeah, he knew it didn't do much to hide who he was but it was something. And it made it even less likely that he'd look John in the face after...last night.
Kriffing hell, he hated gremlins. He hated this place. And why the kriff had he been the girl?
"Welcome back. There's snacks." Gavin was just bundles of joy today. "Uh, just...practice with your vehicle of choice in the sim and we'll get back on track next week."
When he wasn't wanting to run and disappear into the deepest hole the island offered.
"Pay particular attention to landings. That'll come in handy next week."
With that, Gavin pulled open the sim's door and started wishing for lightning to strike him down.
Kriffing hell, he hated gremlins. He hated this place. And why the kriff had he been the girl?
"Welcome back. There's snacks." Gavin was just bundles of joy today. "Uh, just...practice with your vehicle of choice in the sim and we'll get back on track next week."
When he wasn't wanting to run and disappear into the deepest hole the island offered.
"Pay particular attention to landings. That'll come in handy next week."
With that, Gavin pulled open the sim's door and started wishing for lightning to strike him down.
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This was all...someone's fault.
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Don't doubt that John was going to be asking the Jedi to make him forget. He knew about that little power of theirs, oh yes!
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He swallowed quickly, trying to push down the contents of his breakfast. He glared at John for that. Making him almost lose his breakfast.
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John hadn't managed to eat breakfast for the gagging that had ensued over having kissed Gavin THREE TIMES. His lips would never be clean enough.
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Ugh, Gavin could feel the bile and he gagged a little. God, so gross.
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Just beating the piss out of him was starting to look like a really good plan for getting past this...ugh, disgusting dance. GOD THE GRINDING! John would like a white-hot poker for his eyes now, please.
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And what the hell kind of name was Baby, anyway? ALWAYS THE GIRL.
Gavin wasn't thinking about the grinding. If Gavin thought about the grinding, he'd have to think about the fact that there'd been...issues during that whole thing that he hadn't realized during his delusion. And he was just NOT going to think about that.
No.
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Because Gavin was unfortunately NOT a girl and John knew that and--please pause for more dry heaving if John has to think about that part for another millisecond.
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Gavin felt sick to his stomach again, just remembering how he'd gazed into John's face like they were meant to be or something. And how John had sung to him and then they'd...ugh. Not thinking about that.
Oh god, he'd thought of doing dirty things with John. His mind was not equipped for this.