Fanfic 100 - Snow Bunnies
Oct. 12th, 2005 09:26 amTitle: Snow Bunnies
Fandom: Real Person Ricky Martin
Pairing: x-overy with JC Chasez (brief mention of other 'Syncers)
Prompt: #61 - winter
Word Count: 685
Rating: PG-13
Author's Notes: In my mind, Ricky and JC are pretty. And make lots of pretty together. And hey, I can dream, right? Suure I can. Many thanks to
darkseaglass for being a wonderful beta!
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If it were up to him, Ricky would've spent the day in bed. With their schedules the way they were, they got so little time together anyway. Spending the day skiing? There were reasons he owned houses in Miami, Southern California, Puerto Rico, and Brazil. All these places had something in common. Ricky tugged his knit hat further over his ears and pulled his scarf tighter as he waited for JC to finish bundling up. The storm that had swept in the previous day had dusted everything with a couple of inches of snow during the night. When JC had gotten up that morning and saw the blue sky and fresh snow, he’d acted like a little boy at Christmas and had finally convinced Ricky to go skiing. Now, Ricky gripped a pole in each hand and glared at JC as he briefly wondered if the world would notice one less pop star.
Probably.
( ~* Pretty Tales Back here *~ )
Fandom: Real Person Ricky Martin
Pairing: x-overy with JC Chasez (brief mention of other 'Syncers)
Prompt: #61 - winter
Word Count: 685
Rating: PG-13
Author's Notes: In my mind, Ricky and JC are pretty. And make lots of pretty together. And hey, I can dream, right? Suure I can. Many thanks to
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If it were up to him, Ricky would've spent the day in bed. With their schedules the way they were, they got so little time together anyway. Spending the day skiing? There were reasons he owned houses in Miami, Southern California, Puerto Rico, and Brazil. All these places had something in common. Ricky tugged his knit hat further over his ears and pulled his scarf tighter as he waited for JC to finish bundling up. The storm that had swept in the previous day had dusted everything with a couple of inches of snow during the night. When JC had gotten up that morning and saw the blue sky and fresh snow, he’d acted like a little boy at Christmas and had finally convinced Ricky to go skiing. Now, Ricky gripped a pole in each hand and glared at JC as he briefly wondered if the world would notice one less pop star.
Probably.
( ~* Pretty Tales Back here *~ )