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The Australian Adventures of Thor, Supreme Commander of the Asgard Fleet
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green_grrl, who said, in response to my worldle meme:
The requisite white light flashed, and Jack found himself back in their hotel room.
Daniel looked up over the top of his beach reading (The Informers).
"Sent you back to put on some clothes, hmmmm?" Daniel asked acidly.
Jack looked down at his swim trunks and flip flops.
"Not exactly," Jack muttered, stomping into the bathroom to peel out of the sandy beachwear and step into the shower. Daniel followed him, watching from the doorway.
"So, what? You solved his replicator problem half naked in flimsy shoes, or whatever?"
Jack's sigh would be covered by the sound of the water.
"Daniel, we've been over this. Thor doesn't have a 'thing' for me."
Daniel wouldn’t be able to see the air quotes through the shower curtain, either.
"Of course not," Daniel replied.
Jack knocked his forehead against the cool tile.
Australia. He had brought Daniel to freakin' Australia to get into his pants. And now it looked like a night on the couch instead.
"Thor, you jealous little bastard," he muttered under his breath.
"I heard that, O'Neill," came a funny, squeaky voice from beyond the shower curtain.
Jack whipped the curtain open to find Daniel, stark naked outside, grinning unapologetically.
"Room for me in there?" Daniel asked sweetly.
All my love,
CK
green_grrl, who said, in response to my worldle meme:- Jack and Daniel go on vacation to Australia, but some of the issues in their relationship crop up between the sunning and the sex--like Daniel's frustration with a certain Asgard's fascination with Jack.
The requisite white light flashed, and Jack found himself back in their hotel room.
Daniel looked up over the top of his beach reading (The Informers).
"Sent you back to put on some clothes, hmmmm?" Daniel asked acidly.
Jack looked down at his swim trunks and flip flops.
"Not exactly," Jack muttered, stomping into the bathroom to peel out of the sandy beachwear and step into the shower. Daniel followed him, watching from the doorway.
"So, what? You solved his replicator problem half naked in flimsy shoes, or whatever?"
Jack's sigh would be covered by the sound of the water.
"Daniel, we've been over this. Thor doesn't have a 'thing' for me."
Daniel wouldn’t be able to see the air quotes through the shower curtain, either.
"Of course not," Daniel replied.
Jack knocked his forehead against the cool tile.
Australia. He had brought Daniel to freakin' Australia to get into his pants. And now it looked like a night on the couch instead.
"Thor, you jealous little bastard," he muttered under his breath.
"I heard that, O'Neill," came a funny, squeaky voice from beyond the shower curtain.
Jack whipped the curtain open to find Daniel, stark naked outside, grinning unapologetically.
"Room for me in there?" Daniel asked sweetly.
All my love,
CK
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(Mind you, you would get beaten up over here for calling them swim trunks and flip flops. :P)
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Oh? What's the local jargon, then? No offense meant to the natives!
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Flip flips = thongs.
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*is jealous of
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:-D
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