Fake News: Study Break
May. 2nd, 2009 04:32 pmTitle: Study Break
Series: TDS/TCR
Characters/Pairings: teen Jon/"Stephen"
Rating: PG (innuendo)
Disclaimer: See the index.
For
zelkovaserrata, who prompted "boarding school roommates."
Study Break
"Jonnnnnn," moaned Stephen, flopping dramatically over the edge of the top bunk. "I'm bored. Entertain me."
"Stephen, I'm trying to study."
"At three in the morning?"
"Can't sleep," said Jon. "So I'm trying to at least get some studying done."
"Well, your light is keeping me up. Therefore, it's your fault I'm awake. Therefore, it's your responsibility to entertain me. That's just logic."
Jon sighed, slumping in his chair. "Fine. I'll read you some of this. 'Two conditions have been proposed to be required for fear reduction. First, the fear structure must be activated. Second, new information must be provided that includes elements incompatible with the existing pathological elements—'"
"Jon!"
"What?"
"That's boring."
"Good," snapped Jon. "Now you're just as entertained as I am."
This bought him a few seconds of silence. Then the mattress creaked as Stephen swung down from the bunk.
"No wonder you can't sleep," he declared, padding across the cramped dorm room. "You're thinking too hard. You need a little exertion; that'll wear you out properly."
"Stephen, I don't—" began Jon. Then Stephen leaned against the back of his chair, wrapped lithe arms around his torso, and began nibbling on his neck; and his ability to concentrate checked its bags, waved goodbye, and hopped the next plane for Tijuana.
(Stephen T. Colbert was absolutely, positively, 100% straight. Which was why he and Jon had a tacit agreement that what happened in the room stayed in the room.)
"I have a test," stammered Jon faintly. He knew it was useless, but at least he would be able to tell himself tomorrow that he tried.
Sure enough, when Stephen groaned throatily right below his ear, Jon's raging teenage-boy hormones tackled his resolve, clonked it over the head, wrapped it in a tarp, and tossed it into the harbor.
All of which left Jon free to drop the book, jump to his feet, and haul Stephen over to his bunk.
Series: TDS/TCR
Characters/Pairings: teen Jon/"Stephen"
Rating: PG (innuendo)
Disclaimer: See the index.
For
Study Break
"Jonnnnnn," moaned Stephen, flopping dramatically over the edge of the top bunk. "I'm bored. Entertain me."
"Stephen, I'm trying to study."
"At three in the morning?"
"Can't sleep," said Jon. "So I'm trying to at least get some studying done."
"Well, your light is keeping me up. Therefore, it's your fault I'm awake. Therefore, it's your responsibility to entertain me. That's just logic."
Jon sighed, slumping in his chair. "Fine. I'll read you some of this. 'Two conditions have been proposed to be required for fear reduction. First, the fear structure must be activated. Second, new information must be provided that includes elements incompatible with the existing pathological elements—'"
"Jon!"
"What?"
"That's boring."
"Good," snapped Jon. "Now you're just as entertained as I am."
This bought him a few seconds of silence. Then the mattress creaked as Stephen swung down from the bunk.
"No wonder you can't sleep," he declared, padding across the cramped dorm room. "You're thinking too hard. You need a little exertion; that'll wear you out properly."
"Stephen, I don't—" began Jon. Then Stephen leaned against the back of his chair, wrapped lithe arms around his torso, and began nibbling on his neck; and his ability to concentrate checked its bags, waved goodbye, and hopped the next plane for Tijuana.
(Stephen T. Colbert was absolutely, positively, 100% straight. Which was why he and Jon had a tacit agreement that what happened in the room stayed in the room.)
"I have a test," stammered Jon faintly. He knew it was useless, but at least he would be able to tell himself tomorrow that he tried.
Sure enough, when Stephen groaned throatily right below his ear, Jon's raging teenage-boy hormones tackled his resolve, clonked it over the head, wrapped it in a tarp, and tossed it into the harbor.
All of which left Jon free to drop the book, jump to his feet, and haul Stephen over to his bunk.
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Date: 2009-05-02 04:42 am (UTC)(But, uh, there is a serious lack of elephants in this ficlet. =P)
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Date: 2009-05-02 04:45 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-05-02 04:54 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-05-02 08:04 am (UTC)(And, er, yeah, the elephant was a leftover from another fic. I did a lot of copypasting with the headers ^_^;)
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Date: 2009-05-02 02:43 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-05-02 05:16 am (UTC)Jon's raging teenage-boy hormones tackled his resolve, clonked it over the head, wrapped it in a tarp, and tossed it into the harbor.
I sense a theme here. XD
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Date: 2009-05-02 08:10 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-05-02 06:08 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-05-02 08:11 am (UTC)And thanks =D
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Date: 2009-05-02 11:35 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-05-02 07:06 pm (UTC)So wait, Jon and Stephen's room is like Vegas right? Can we place bids on who tops this time? XD;
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Date: 2009-05-03 12:36 am (UTC)And, yes. Go right ahead X3
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Date: 2009-05-02 09:58 pm (UTC)How considerate.
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Date: 2009-05-03 04:28 am (UTC)I wonder if Jon can stand Stephen as a roommate when the latter isn't putting out.
I liked this.
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Date: 2009-05-03 08:19 am (UTC)true loveteenage hormones to keep them coming back.Thanks =3
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Date: 2009-05-03 05:11 am (UTC)But really, Stephen is just always giving. He's a wonderful philanthropist.
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Date: 2009-05-03 06:42 am (UTC)Oh the love. The love.
Teenage!"Stephen"... but "Stephen" is about 12, so is that an improvement? :)
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Date: 2009-05-03 03:22 pm (UTC)LOL THIS IS JUST LIKE A SEPERATE PEACE
Date: 2009-05-03 04:26 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-05-03 07:14 pm (UTC)I smiled at your mention of teenage!Jon's Eugene Debs appreciation. Was there ever a time when he wasn't totally awesome?
That psyche book excerpt... why do I feel like I've read it before? ;D
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Date: 2009-05-04 12:19 am (UTC)Apparently it's still the densest, most jargon-heavy line in my notes ^_^; (Which are, these days, 32,000+ words long, so that's no small honor.)