Lost: James 'Sawyer' Ford/Boone Carlisle
Title: Hairy Situation
Fandom: LOST
Characters: James 'Sawyer' Ford/Boone Carlisle
Prompt: 020. Her
Word Count: 519
Rating: PG
Author's Notes: For
slash_100 my Big Damn Table is here:
Sawyer/Boone Love Table
"Do you mind?"
"Nah, not really." Sawyer continued bouncing the tennis ball off the wall. Bored. He was beyond bored. He was in a new place called 'The Boring Part of Hell'. Trapped in the hatch on button duty with Captain Falafel.
Hell.
It wouldn't be so bad if he had Boone to keep him company. But noooo 'couples' weren't assigned hatch time together. Not since the Rose/Bernard incident a couple of weeks ago. So instead he was stuck watching Sayid poke and prod the machinery.
The first few hours were fun because he could use the time to test out some new nicknames for Sayid. Baghdad Bob, Ali Hakim (combined with calling Shannon 'Ado Annie') were the best of the new batch and he filed them away for later use. After that things slowed considerably.
He was really starting to lose his touch if he couldn't provoke Sayid into a fight after four hours trapped in cramped quarters together. Damn stupid raft. Ever since he'd gotten on that floating death trap everyone on the island seemed to have gotten the idea that he was some sort of card carrying hero.
It was starting to give him the creeps.
Too many smiles. Too much sincerity.
"Forget this. I'm leaving. You can stay and play with your doomsday button all you want Ali Hakim but I'm outta here." Sawyer stood up only to have a hand shove him back down.
"No you're not." Boone said. "Hi Sayid."
Sawyer glowered at Boone over his shoulder. "You ruined my dramatic exit."
"That's because I brought you some lunch." Boone dropped his backpack in Sawyer's lap and fished a pair of scissors out of it. "And you're going to get your haircut."
"Wha? Oh no your don't Sweetness!" Sawyer ground out through clenched teeth.
"Sayid, I think Shannon brought you lunch too." Boone gestured towards the living area of the hatch.
Sayid's lips pursed in a funny smile and he quickly stood up and headed for the door. "Yes. *ahem* Thank you. I'm quite famished."
Once Sayid (the coward) was gone, Sawyer spun in his chair. "You know you just gave him permission to go and boink your sister don't you?"
Boone leaned over the chair, bracing himself on the arm rests so that he could kiss Sawyer. "You're not going to distract me. Your hair's way too long and I'm gonna fix it."
Sawyer rubbed his hand over Boone's stomach. "Yeah? I thought you liked having something to hang on to when we're…" Boone cut off the rest of Sawyer's words with a kiss. It was so hot and hard and just plain *pushy* Sawyer gave in. He knew it wouldn't be long before Boone wanted to try the driver's seat and to Sawyer's surprise he wasn't dreading it. In fact, the more he thought about it the hotter it got him.
Boone eventually pulled away. "It's not like I'm going to cut it all off." He pulled a papaya out of the backpack and handed it to Sawyer. "Just enough so that you don't look like Jessica Simpson from behind."
"HEY!"
Fandom: LOST
Characters: James 'Sawyer' Ford/Boone Carlisle
Prompt: 020. Her
Word Count: 519
Rating: PG
Author's Notes: For
slash_100 my Big Damn Table is here:Sawyer/Boone Love Table
"Do you mind?"
"Nah, not really." Sawyer continued bouncing the tennis ball off the wall. Bored. He was beyond bored. He was in a new place called 'The Boring Part of Hell'. Trapped in the hatch on button duty with Captain Falafel.
Hell.
It wouldn't be so bad if he had Boone to keep him company. But noooo 'couples' weren't assigned hatch time together. Not since the Rose/Bernard incident a couple of weeks ago. So instead he was stuck watching Sayid poke and prod the machinery.
The first few hours were fun because he could use the time to test out some new nicknames for Sayid. Baghdad Bob, Ali Hakim (combined with calling Shannon 'Ado Annie') were the best of the new batch and he filed them away for later use. After that things slowed considerably.
He was really starting to lose his touch if he couldn't provoke Sayid into a fight after four hours trapped in cramped quarters together. Damn stupid raft. Ever since he'd gotten on that floating death trap everyone on the island seemed to have gotten the idea that he was some sort of card carrying hero.
It was starting to give him the creeps.
Too many smiles. Too much sincerity.
"Forget this. I'm leaving. You can stay and play with your doomsday button all you want Ali Hakim but I'm outta here." Sawyer stood up only to have a hand shove him back down.
"No you're not." Boone said. "Hi Sayid."
Sawyer glowered at Boone over his shoulder. "You ruined my dramatic exit."
"That's because I brought you some lunch." Boone dropped his backpack in Sawyer's lap and fished a pair of scissors out of it. "And you're going to get your haircut."
"Wha? Oh no your don't Sweetness!" Sawyer ground out through clenched teeth.
"Sayid, I think Shannon brought you lunch too." Boone gestured towards the living area of the hatch.
Sayid's lips pursed in a funny smile and he quickly stood up and headed for the door. "Yes. *ahem* Thank you. I'm quite famished."
Once Sayid (the coward) was gone, Sawyer spun in his chair. "You know you just gave him permission to go and boink your sister don't you?"
Boone leaned over the chair, bracing himself on the arm rests so that he could kiss Sawyer. "You're not going to distract me. Your hair's way too long and I'm gonna fix it."
Sawyer rubbed his hand over Boone's stomach. "Yeah? I thought you liked having something to hang on to when we're…" Boone cut off the rest of Sawyer's words with a kiss. It was so hot and hard and just plain *pushy* Sawyer gave in. He knew it wouldn't be long before Boone wanted to try the driver's seat and to Sawyer's surprise he wasn't dreading it. In fact, the more he thought about it the hotter it got him.
Boone eventually pulled away. "It's not like I'm going to cut it all off." He pulled a papaya out of the backpack and handed it to Sawyer. "Just enough so that you don't look like Jessica Simpson from behind."
"HEY!"