title: if you're gonna try to walk on water (make sure you're wearing comfortable shoes)
fandom: social network rpf
pairing: andrew/jesse
rating: pg-13
word count: ~4000
disclaimer: these people are real and belong to themselves, this never happened, I'm not implying that it did, this uses fictionalized versions of public personas, etc etc etc.
a/n: ajshfsd so I had incredibly badly timed writer's block after finishing the bakery au, and I fell in love with this prompt when I first saw it, and then it was BRILLIANTLY filled here by
pidgeoned and the wip at the kink meme by
blueberryboxes is so lovely too, and is brightening my day every time it updates, so this is basically redundant and unnecessary, but it got me through the thorny forest of mocking blank pages in MS Word, so I am slightly attached to it. APOLOGIES EVERYWHERE, GO READ THE OTHER (BETTER) FILLS, ugh I feel so guilty and rubbish. Title from Piledriver Waltz, by Alex Turner, which is also from the mix
pidgeoned put together, because a) I am a massive hack and b) it is beautiful and perfect. This, on the other hand, is, I think, my brain's reaction to 72k of pure sugar. :S
summary: in a summer post-Spiderman and pre-Woody Allen movie, Jesse and Andrew get together, and decompress.
( Andrew shook his hand on a New York street, a month or so ago, and Jesse biked home by himself. Here in the two-step width of Jesse's hallway, paparazzi-free, Andrew can fold himself around Jesse like Jesse is used to, nosing at the crook of his neck, familiar. Andrew's rucksack swings off his shoulder and bumps into Jesse's side; Jesse ignores it, hugs Andrew back. )
fandom: social network rpf
pairing: andrew/jesse
rating: pg-13
word count: ~4000
disclaimer: these people are real and belong to themselves, this never happened, I'm not implying that it did, this uses fictionalized versions of public personas, etc etc etc.
a/n: ajshfsd so I had incredibly badly timed writer's block after finishing the bakery au, and I fell in love with this prompt when I first saw it, and then it was BRILLIANTLY filled here by
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summary: in a summer post-Spiderman and pre-Woody Allen movie, Jesse and Andrew get together, and decompress.
( Andrew shook his hand on a New York street, a month or so ago, and Jesse biked home by himself. Here in the two-step width of Jesse's hallway, paparazzi-free, Andrew can fold himself around Jesse like Jesse is used to, nosing at the crook of his neck, familiar. Andrew's rucksack swings off his shoulder and bumps into Jesse's side; Jesse ignores it, hugs Andrew back. )