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jethro_bradleyTitle: Dissolve
Prompt: None
Summary: "Girlfriend?" Sam repeats the word like he's unsure if he heard right.
Author: Sakura123 (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
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Rating: G
Word Count:
Chapters: 1/1
Character(s): Jet Bradley, Sam Flynn
Spoilers/Warnings: A "who/what/where/huh?" story inspired by a .gif featured under the cut (with credits).
chucklers.tumblr.com
"...She happens to be my girlfriend, Sam," Jet replies without the slightest indiction of hesitation. The announcement --- or at the very least, the words --- give Sam pause. He leans slightly to the side as a laugh, somewhere between genuine ans forced, rumbles in his chest. "Girlfriend?" Sam repeats the word like he's unsure if he heard right.
Jet nodded again, fingers twiddling idly across the pool table as he prepares to count the billiard balls gathered in the center of the table. "Yeah, girlfriend. We've been dating for six months at the very least," He explained. "I met her in a supermarket not far from where I live. She dropped her mascara next to my foot (by accident, by the way), she apologized, we started talking, we really hit off and the rest from there, as they say---" He made a dramatic sweep of his hand "---is history."
"Is that right?" The doubt in Sam's voice wasn't hard to miss. The automatic roll of his eyes came upon Jet without warning, he bit the inside of his cheek as he tapped the pool stick against the table's edge. "Yeah, it is," Jet replied. "And I'd appreciate it if you'd--"
"Hey, I wasn't gonna say anything," Sam raised his hands in mock surrender, the guitar in his hand dropped onto his lap, momentarily forgotten. For once, Jet decided not to pursue the issue any further and focused on the one man pool game in front of him.
Prompt: None
Summary: "Girlfriend?" Sam repeats the word like he's unsure if he heard right.
Author: Sakura123 (
weber_dubois22)Rating: G
Word Count:
Chapters: 1/1
Character(s): Jet Bradley, Sam Flynn
Spoilers/Warnings: A "who/what/where/huh?" story inspired by a .gif featured under the cut (with credits).
chucklers.tumblr.com
"...She happens to be my girlfriend, Sam," Jet replies without the slightest indiction of hesitation. The announcement --- or at the very least, the words --- give Sam pause. He leans slightly to the side as a laugh, somewhere between genuine ans forced, rumbles in his chest. "Girlfriend?" Sam repeats the word like he's unsure if he heard right.
Jet nodded again, fingers twiddling idly across the pool table as he prepares to count the billiard balls gathered in the center of the table. "Yeah, girlfriend. We've been dating for six months at the very least," He explained. "I met her in a supermarket not far from where I live. She dropped her mascara next to my foot (by accident, by the way), she apologized, we started talking, we really hit off and the rest from there, as they say---" He made a dramatic sweep of his hand "---is history."
"Is that right?" The doubt in Sam's voice wasn't hard to miss. The automatic roll of his eyes came upon Jet without warning, he bit the inside of his cheek as he tapped the pool stick against the table's edge. "Yeah, it is," Jet replied. "And I'd appreciate it if you'd--"
"Hey, I wasn't gonna say anything," Sam raised his hands in mock surrender, the guitar in his hand dropped onto his lap, momentarily forgotten. For once, Jet decided not to pursue the issue any further and focused on the one man pool game in front of him.
