Few Words Wednesday

From Cleaving 8… might want to skip if you haven’t read 7 yet…

“Zach!”

Zach gave himself one last look in the mirror over the sink, smoothing his hair before turning to cross the hall.

“What’s wro—”

He stopped in his tracks, struck by the view of Chris in his suit.  The golden tan complemented his coloring perfectly and the cut of the jacket emphasized broad shoulders and narrow hips, and Christ he looked good.  Zach was suddenly glad they hadn’t tried to keep the tradition of not seeing each other before the ceremony.  Because his reaction?  Not something that he’d want to have both their mothers witness.  He subtly adjusted himself as he moved forward to where Chris was focused on his own reflection, fingers messing with his collar.

“I can’t get the tie straight,” Chris said.  “I don’t want it to look like crap in the pictures.”

Huffing a laugh, Zach nudged Chris’ hands out of the way.  “Let me.”

He untied the knot and started again, nimbly fixing the tie while saying with a small smile, “I’m definitely in charge of teaching Nathan how to do this.  You have some sort of complex.”

“I can manage when you’re not around, but for some reason if you are, I’m all thumbs.”

“You just like the help,” Zach suggested, making a final adjustment and kissing Chris’ cheek before stepping back.  “Better?”

Chris glanced back at the mirror and nodded.  “Thanks.”  He fiddled with his hair, now, trying to brush the Steve Trevor bangs out of his face and losing the battle with gravity.  “I wish I could cut my hair, though,” he added.  

“I don’t,” Zach answered simply.  “I like the bangs.”  He leaned in and whispered, “Gives me something to hang onto later.”  Chris’ breath hitched as Zach pulled back.  “You look great.  Delicious, actually.  Perfect.”

Chris eyes roamed his face, relief and love and humor and something more solemn in his expression.  “Good.  And you, as always… this turned out even better than I’d hoped,” he said, running a finger along his lapel.  “I’m so glad you got them.  Can you believe in another hour or two—”

The doorbell rang.

“That’ll be your folks to drive you.”  He leaned forward and gave
Chris a chaste but lingering kiss.  “Better get downstairs before I make
you very, very late.”

Direction to Perfection – EntreNous – Pinto Fic – *COMPLETE*

entrenous88:

Summary:

One more glance at those beautifully muscled arms reminded Zach that this man’s amazing body also came attached to one thing at the top of Zach’s Do Not Want list: a grubby kid clinging to him.

Or, Chris Pine is a gorgeous as fuck, super smart, older guy Zach wants to hook up with pronto. But why does Chris have to come with a five-year-old son?

From Chapter Five (now up at AO3):

Zach and Chris made it up the stairs to Chris’s bedroom in a weirdly quiet rush.

Direction to Perfection is now complete.  Start at the beginning here!

Direction to Perfection – EntreNous – Pinto Fic – *COMPLETE*

Person: Do you hear voices in your head sometimes?
Writer: All. The. Freaking. Time.
Person: You’re crazy then.
Writer: No. The characters in my head are loud and stubborn af. Talking till 4am, like bro? Seriously? Hold the chatting for when I have a laptop in front of me.

tokiosunset:

People should do more “meet ugly” and less “meet cute”. For example.

  • “I broke your nose at a mosh pit” AU
  • “I hit you with my car and was the only one to visit you in the hospital” AU
  • “You were chased by the cops, got in my car and just yelled ‘Drive!’” AU
  • “You punched me in the face while gesticulating wildly to a friend” AU
  • “You laughed in a restaurant but you have an ugly laugh and I thought you were choking, so I spent the last three minutes awkwardly humping you while performing the Heimlich maneuver” AU
  • “We met each other on a Sunday morning, both doing our walk of shame” AU
  • “I get really sick on roller-coasters and you had the misfortune of sitting in front of me so, uh… sorry…” AU
  • “You’re the bastard who keeps parking right in front of my house so I retaliated by keying your car and you caught me” AU
  • “I work at a department store and if you take out and unfold a shirt and then leave it one more time I’m going to stuff it down your throat” AU
  • “You broke into my apartment drunk thinking it was your friend’s house and I should call the cops but my cat kinda likes you so we’re good” AU
  • “You saw me reading the same book you did and we got into a heated discussion on how much it sucks” AU
  • “This is a five-hour-long plane ride, we’re sitting together and you’re deathly afraid of flying” AU

I might have to write a “We met each other on a Sunday morning, both doing our walk of shame” AU, in which both dates were mediocre at best, so they go for coffee, have loads of assumptions about each other, but then end up in love.

Just not sure of which fandom….