Daily Drabble 46

[coffeebuddha]

Title: Falling With Style
Author: coffeebuddha
Rating: PG-13/FRT
Characters/Pairings: Javier Esposito/Kevin Ryan, Jenny
Word Count: 660
Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me.
Prompt: "a continuation of the college AU" Requested by starscythe.
Notes: Immediately follows Foot In Mouth Disease, which takes place between Draw Me Like One Of Your French Girls and Crime of Fashion.

 

 

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It's the date from hell, Javier decides as he stares down at Kevin. Kevin, who's currently flat on his back in the middle of the waterfall hole of the miniature golf course, soaked through to the skin and blowing water out of his mouth like some kind of exceptionally risque fountain at Dollywood. 

Javier's mouth flaps wordlessly, the putter that had tripped Kevin up still clenched in his hand. It's only when Kevin starts to try to get his feet under him again that he springs forward and grabs at his wrist to help. Of course, that means he drops the ball he was holding, which bounces over the bricks outlining the hole, into the water, and rolls right under Kevin's foot. His free arm windmills for a moment, and then they're both toppling over with a loud splash.

And, oh. Oh, that is cold, Javier realizes, half a second before he blinks his eyes open and realizes that the firm, comfortable log underneath him is actually a firm, comfortable Kevin. Whose face is only barely clearing the water, because of how Javier's pinning him down. Heat rushes up his neck and over his cheeks so fast that Javier feels a little dizzy from it, and he rolls off of him, trying hard not to think too much about how warm and inviting Kevin's trim waist had felt under his palm when he'd braced against it.

The security guard is surprisingly nice when he kicks them out, even giving them towels before running through the spiel about how they're both banned.

Out by the car, Javier's wracking his brain for an idea--any idea--that might save this date from complete ruin while simultaneously resolutely not noticing how the water's turned Kevin's white shirt nearly transparent so that Javier--if he was noticing, which he isn't, because his mama raised a gentleman, thank you very much--can see the darker shadows of his nipples. That water really was cold, Javier thinks, absently chewing on his lower lip.

"You know," Kevin says, a clear laugh in his voice even though there's a tinge of blue creeping into his lips and his teeth are chattering, "I usually wait until the third date before I let a guy get me on my back like that."

Javier blinks, then laughs, unlocks the car, turns the heat up as high as it'll go, and doesn't say a word when Kevin shakes his head like a dog, spraying drops of water all over the upholstery.

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"How was the date, Romeo?"

Kevin laughs to himself as he struggles to get his boots off and leaves them in their own small puddle by the front door. He pads through the living room into the kitchen, his wet socks leaving damp footprints behind on the fake hardwood floors, and leans against the kitchen island, where Jenny's transferring freshly baked cookies onto a cooling tray. The squelching noise that his jeans make when he perches on a stool finally makes her look up and her eyes immediately go huge and round.

"What happened," she gasps, ducking into the adjoining laundry room to grab him a pair of sweats and a towel. Kevin snags a cookie while her back is turned and sighs around a perfectly moist, hot bite. Jenny gives the cookie in his hand a meaningful look that screams I made those for the kids in the class I'm observing this semester, and there will be hell to pay if you eat them all, but instead of taking it away she grabs hold of him by his bolo tie and roughly starts to towel at his already drying hair.

"Jenny, my favorite Irish rose, I just had the best date of my life," Kevin says, aware that he sounds more dreamy than a Disney princess. "I swear by all that is holy, no, no, I swear by your cookies, which transcend holiness, I am going to marry that man."

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 Next in the French Girls Verse: Meek As I Am

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