N:LA fic-snippet
So an exchange with
copracat (on the new DW N:LA comm!) inspired a comment-fic. (It's weird to write even something this short in a brand-new fandom; it's all so unsure. What if it's totally OOC? What if it's Jossed next episode? What if we've already seen Sam's apartment and I've forgotten? But it's good practice for Yuletide, and hey, the Sam/G's not going to write itself! ...probably. Though given the way the show's been going...)
(Title swiped from
copracat as well!)
Cleanliness Is Next To
Sam's a punctual guy. It's a SEAL thing, G thinks, lingering residuals from a 5 AM wake-up, 9 PM lights-out training schedule. His mornings are almost as regimented as Hetty's wardrobe, alarm at 0600, work-out until 0645, breakfast at 0700.
It's annoying sometimes, but it has its advantages, too. Especially since Sam's car has been in the shop.
As he pulls up to Sam's place, G checks his watch. 6:55. Bounding out of the car, he sprints up the walk, knocks perfunctorily on the door and lets himself in, just in time to hear the shower turn off.
"Just me," he calls, catching his breath, as the bathroom door opens and Sam comes out, in nothing but a little bitty white towel around his waist and a few clinging drops of water.
"You're early again. Give me a minute to get dressed," Sam says, heading for the clothes already laid out on the bed.
"Sure," G says, stepping out of his way, turning on his heels to watch him go by. "So, you want me to pick you up tomorrow, too?"
"Yeah--sorry for the trouble," Sam says. "I owe you."
G watches the sculpted lines of Sam's back surge and flex as he pulls on his shirt. "No problem," he says.
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Cleanliness Is Next To
Sam's a punctual guy. It's a SEAL thing, G thinks, lingering residuals from a 5 AM wake-up, 9 PM lights-out training schedule. His mornings are almost as regimented as Hetty's wardrobe, alarm at 0600, work-out until 0645, breakfast at 0700.
It's annoying sometimes, but it has its advantages, too. Especially since Sam's car has been in the shop.
As he pulls up to Sam's place, G checks his watch. 6:55. Bounding out of the car, he sprints up the walk, knocks perfunctorily on the door and lets himself in, just in time to hear the shower turn off.
"Just me," he calls, catching his breath, as the bathroom door opens and Sam comes out, in nothing but a little bitty white towel around his waist and a few clinging drops of water.
"You're early again. Give me a minute to get dressed," Sam says, heading for the clothes already laid out on the bed.
"Sure," G says, stepping out of his way, turning on his heels to watch him go by. "So, you want me to pick you up tomorrow, too?"
"Yeah--sorry for the trouble," Sam says. "I owe you."
G watches the sculpted lines of Sam's back surge and flex as he pulls on his shirt. "No problem," he says.
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And I have no idea of what the fandom is. I should possibly go remedy that?
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Of course mow I'm stuck with the image of Sam on an itty bity white towel. . . However will I cope? *g*
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(next G will be stealing his clothes...!)
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This is the good stuff. ♥
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and hey, the Sam/G's not going to write itself! ...probably. Though given the way the show's been going...
I think just the opening credits are a monument to Sam/G. Each time I see them I just sort of gape and giggle.
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I think just the opening credits are a monument to Sam/G. Each time I see them I just sort of gape and giggle.
Ahahah I know, right? I have the same reaction! "am I watching a cop show or a surfer love story?"
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