Breathless
Title: Breathless [313 words; PG]
Author:
megyal
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not real.
A/N: Someone had asked me to find something else I had written and I came across this; I realised it was written one year ago, exactly. It's very short and edited slightly.
Ok, so.
Yow.
The littlest things about him turn me on, turn me up and right fucking over, dude, and I just discovered like a new one. Like, just. Maybe, three minutes ago. It might have been two minutes. I don't remember.
Yeah, so, Patrick had been playing with another remix of Dance, Dance (I hate that one, but I'm gonna tell him tomorrow, I'm trying to tell you something now), and I took the CD from him and played it while I was chilling in the bunk. Because I just love to hear my crappy bass-playing. He plays better bass.
So there was nothing else to do, I finished all five of those books I got in the last town and Gin Joints was playing and I heard it. It, IT, and if you've never heard it, then you're not fucking listening, I swear to God.
Go on and play it. I listened to this part like four billion times...right there in the bridge. At two minutes and ten seconds into the track. Where he's singing I've got headaches, and right after that he makes an inhale to sing the next line. He pulls in a breath, almost in the league of a gasp, and it just...well, it's a sound I know kinda by heart.
Shit, he did it again. Right before he sings the next I've got headaches (that one was so sexy in a shaky way, get it?)...and again..and fuck me, the inhale before I'm not trying. That was a long one. I mean. It was like, listening to him do that? Yeah, totally pulled the air out of my own lungs. I felt a little like that Destiny's Child song; blahblahblah make me lose my breath, can you keep up, blahblah whatever.
I gotta go find him and show him how much I fucking love this song.
Author:
megyal Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not real.
A/N: Someone had asked me to find something else I had written and I came across this; I realised it was written one year ago, exactly. It's very short and edited slightly.
Ok, so.
Yow.
The littlest things about him turn me on, turn me up and right fucking over, dude, and I just discovered like a new one. Like, just. Maybe, three minutes ago. It might have been two minutes. I don't remember.
Yeah, so, Patrick had been playing with another remix of Dance, Dance (I hate that one, but I'm gonna tell him tomorrow, I'm trying to tell you something now), and I took the CD from him and played it while I was chilling in the bunk. Because I just love to hear my crappy bass-playing. He plays better bass.
So there was nothing else to do, I finished all five of those books I got in the last town and Gin Joints was playing and I heard it. It, IT, and if you've never heard it, then you're not fucking listening, I swear to God.
Go on and play it. I listened to this part like four billion times...right there in the bridge. At two minutes and ten seconds into the track. Where he's singing I've got headaches, and right after that he makes an inhale to sing the next line. He pulls in a breath, almost in the league of a gasp, and it just...well, it's a sound I know kinda by heart.
Shit, he did it again. Right before he sings the next I've got headaches (that one was so sexy in a shaky way, get it?)...and again..and fuck me, the inhale before I'm not trying. That was a long one. I mean. It was like, listening to him do that? Yeah, totally pulled the air out of my own lungs. I felt a little like that Destiny's Child song; blahblahblah make me lose my breath, can you keep up, blahblah whatever.
I gotta go find him and show him how much I fucking love this song.