in support of pairings I have written (or not, see icon for examples)

[harborshore]

I'm stealing a meme from colouredmango (who is borrowing my brain for the evening, btw, and has promised to feed and care for it properly--no, don't ask) and liketheroad.

Ask me about a pairing I have written (or haven't and you think I should write) and I will give you five facts about them or a ficlet or a song that is CLEARLY THEIR SONG or their wedding china pattern, etc etc! Let's say this one is any fandom/band/etc that you can reasonably assume that I'm familiar with, yeah? Familiar meaning, you know, having heard of them.

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[enhendi.livejournal.com]

Bob/Mikey? :D? :D?

[harborshore.livejournal.com]

Mikey walks through the door of Bob's Chicago apartment on a bright, bright, too-fucking-bright Tuesday morning.

"Frank says you're being an idiot again," Mikey announces, shrugging his jacket off and draping it over a chair.

Bob grits his teeth. "If by that he means I think you guys should find yourself a non-broken drummer, then yeah, I'm a fucking idiot."

Mikey sighs that sigh Bob recognizes as his you-are-being-stupid sigh and sits down on the couch. He pats the cushion next to him. "Sit," he says.

Bob sits and is about to keep talking when Mikey shakes his head.

"Bob, you--when I said I wanted to quit, after the Paramour, you told me to stop being an asshole and come back and help you keep the beat, right?"

Wincing a little, Bob nods to acknowledge that yeah, he really was that sappy. He meant every word though.

"I'm telling you I don't, like, want anyone else to do that with."

Bob swallows. "Mikey, I can't fucking play."

"So we fix you." And the bastard is still totally calm, how the fuck does he do that?

Mikey smiles, then. Leans in, almost too quickly to notice, and brushes his lips across Bob's. "I'm not above bribery, man."

Bob shakes his head. "Mikey, what are you--"

But Mikey kisses him again, longer this time. "Shut up and come back to the band or I'll blow you."

Bob tries to explain how that's not really an incentive, but Mikey's laughing at him, and yeah, okay, maybe he'll call that number Brian left him, maybe he'll make that appointment. Fucking idiot band.

[enhendi.livejournal.com]

*WHIMPERY NOISES* I am undone!

&you;

[harborshore.livejournal.com]

No YOU, for getting me to write what is becoming one of my favorite pairings again (all your fault). ♥