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What I am thinking about right now
Hmmmmm.
I wonder if this is too bad?
I was thinking that I was close to the end of the genderbender. Then I thought, hey, Daniel really needs to have one real date.
So then I thought, eh, what a lot of work. Gotta come up with an OMC.
Then I thought about this
Daniel realized the man was waiting for him to say something, but he had gotten lost in his delicious accent, which if Daniel remembered from his study in the UK was all Yorkshire. He smiled in embarrassment to be caught daydreaming.
"No, it's OK. I've just got a couple of things, then I can get out of your hair."
"Or maybe you'd like to join me?" It was his turn to look embarrassed. Daniel was a little startled by the invitation. One of the things he had realized early on about this bookshop was that he felt completely Daniel here. The sudden reminder that he wasn't who he thought he was could be jarring.
But the idea sounded really good, actually. Why not? The guy was undeniably attractive, he had a great voice, and he must like books, to work in a place like this.
"Sounds nice," Daniel said with a smile. He held out his hand. "Dan—Dani," he managed.
The answering smile was nothing short of dazzling.
"Sean," he replied, taking Daniel's hand in a firm grip.
Is that cheating? Alternatively, is it far, far too distracting? No, not distracting that way. Distracting in a bad way?
And we will be blaming this little derailment on the lovely![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
uisgich's natal celebration today. She's 27. Last year, I wrote this for her. But this year, I was a terrible bad friend, and I got nuthin'. Not even the end of the elf!Jack story.
*scuffs shoe*
I wonder if this is too bad?
I was thinking that I was close to the end of the genderbender. Then I thought, hey, Daniel really needs to have one real date.
So then I thought, eh, what a lot of work. Gotta come up with an OMC.
Then I thought about this
Daniel realized the man was waiting for him to say something, but he had gotten lost in his delicious accent, which if Daniel remembered from his study in the UK was all Yorkshire. He smiled in embarrassment to be caught daydreaming.
"No, it's OK. I've just got a couple of things, then I can get out of your hair."
"Or maybe you'd like to join me?" It was his turn to look embarrassed. Daniel was a little startled by the invitation. One of the things he had realized early on about this bookshop was that he felt completely Daniel here. The sudden reminder that he wasn't who he thought he was could be jarring.
But the idea sounded really good, actually. Why not? The guy was undeniably attractive, he had a great voice, and he must like books, to work in a place like this.
"Sounds nice," Daniel said with a smile. He held out his hand. "Dan—Dani," he managed.
The answering smile was nothing short of dazzling.
"Sean," he replied, taking Daniel's hand in a firm grip.
Is that cheating? Alternatively, is it far, far too distracting? No, not distracting that way. Distracting in a bad way?
And we will be blaming this little derailment on the lovely
uisgich's natal celebration today. She's 27. Last year, I wrote this for her. But this year, I was a terrible bad friend, and I got nuthin'. Not even the end of the elf!Jack story.*scuffs shoe*
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Sean!!
That's birthday pressie enough :)
*prods you to write it*
But then, I'm biased ;)
*hugs you for last year's unforgettable offering*
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*is seekretly pleased that Elf!Jack hasn't seen the light of day yet*
And yes, I'm always 27 :)
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You know you want to write it. Don't make me get the pointy stick out!
*bounces*
Gotta catch up on reading, too. Yesterday my internet connection at work was hosed and I didn't catch up on genderbendy fun as I intended to! Today. At lunch. Yep!
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Um, no RPF, please.
It's your story, and you can certainly write what you want, but you asked, and the gratuitous introduction of real celebrities tosses me right out of the story, which I've been enjoying. (Though was waiting for the end to comment on.)
Anyway, my $0.02.
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*muffled k'snork*