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asphaltcowgrrlTitle: Unsocial Media
Fandom: Romani Detective Original Fiction
Pairing: Andrej Zeklos/James Rosewood/Zayne Reyes
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 552
Summary: Zayne is talking to himself and worrying James.
Author’s Note: Zayne is literally me. I have to be careful when scrolling FB at work because I say all of this – out loud.
“Ugh,” Zayne muttered. “Nope. Not today, Satan.”
“Reyes, are you okay,” James asked, looking over his shoulder at Zayne who sat at the table with his laptop.
“Yeah, I’m fine, gingerbread,” he said.
“Okay, just checking.” James picked up the book he’d been reading and got comfortable again.
“Ew, that looks disgusting,” Zayne said. “Why would you show that to the world?”
James looked in Zayne’s direction again and shook his head.
“Okay, now that looks edible at least.”
“Are you on Pinterest again, Zayne?”
“Huh? No, no, not on Pinterest, promise.”
“I guess that’s good,” James said. “At least you aren’t filling And’s boards with shit he’ll never make us.”
Zayne lifted a hand over his head and flipped James off.
“Oh god, shut the hell up. No one cares,” he grumbled. “So nice to know you’re so damn full of yourself.”
Setting his book aside, James poked Andrej in the arm.
“Hmm,” he asked, not taking his eyes off the page he was reading.
“Is the cowboy really okay?”
“Oh, for the love of god, if you’re that goddamned busy, quit posting!”
“Yes, Jay, he is just on Facebook,” Andrej said, placing a finger in the middle of the page to hold his place. Looking up at James, he smiled. “He says all these things out loud so he does not post them and upset his family and friends.”
“That… that can’t be healthy,” James said with yet another look at their mutual boyfriend.
“It’s better than telling my sister that the idiot she’s dating is a useless dick,” Zayne shot back.
“He has a point, Jay.”
“Okay, okay,” James said, laughing. “I’m going to get a drink, you want anything?”
“More coffee, narco.”
“Not sure you should have any more caffeine, Reyes,” James called back.
“Coffee for me, too, please, Jay,” Andrej said, removing his finger and going back to his book. “Zayne?”
“Yeah, Zek?”
“Maybe you should logoff for a bit?”
“Nah, I’m fine,” he said.
“C’mon, cowboy,” James said, leaving the kitchen with two mugs of coffee and a bottle of beer. “Let’s go watch a movie. It’s got to be better for your blood pressure.”
“Fine,” he groaned, shutting his laptop and leaving it on the table. “Can I at least pick the movie?”
“Yes, you may, Zayne,” Andrej answered before James could.
“No porn, cowboy!”
“You’re a spoilsport, gingerbread!”
Sighing, Andrej put his book aside and took the coffee mug from James. “You do not have to rile him up so.”
“Maybe not,” James said, sitting down on the couch beside Andrej. “But it sure is fun.”
“It might seem that way, but you know he is going to punish us with his movie choice.”
“Aw, shit, I didn’t think about that.”
“Don’t worry, narco,” Zayne said, returning with one of their favorite movies in his hand. “I decided to be nice for once. Here, we can watch this.”
“Awesome,” James said, sincerely. “Now sit and be quiet,” he ordered playfully.
“That will be the day,” Andrej laughed.
“It’s a good damn thing I love you both,” Zayne said, sitting in James’ spot and crossing his arms over his chest. “Or there’d be hell to pay.”
“Oh, there is hell to pay every day,” James assured him. “But it’s well worth it in the end.”
Fandom: Romani Detective Original Fiction
Pairing: Andrej Zeklos/James Rosewood/Zayne Reyes
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 552
Summary: Zayne is talking to himself and worrying James.
Author’s Note: Zayne is literally me. I have to be careful when scrolling FB at work because I say all of this – out loud.
“Ugh,” Zayne muttered. “Nope. Not today, Satan.”
“Reyes, are you okay,” James asked, looking over his shoulder at Zayne who sat at the table with his laptop.
“Yeah, I’m fine, gingerbread,” he said.
“Okay, just checking.” James picked up the book he’d been reading and got comfortable again.
“Ew, that looks disgusting,” Zayne said. “Why would you show that to the world?”
James looked in Zayne’s direction again and shook his head.
“Okay, now that looks edible at least.”
“Are you on Pinterest again, Zayne?”
“Huh? No, no, not on Pinterest, promise.”
“I guess that’s good,” James said. “At least you aren’t filling And’s boards with shit he’ll never make us.”
Zayne lifted a hand over his head and flipped James off.
“Oh god, shut the hell up. No one cares,” he grumbled. “So nice to know you’re so damn full of yourself.”
Setting his book aside, James poked Andrej in the arm.
“Hmm,” he asked, not taking his eyes off the page he was reading.
“Is the cowboy really okay?”
“Oh, for the love of god, if you’re that goddamned busy, quit posting!”
“Yes, Jay, he is just on Facebook,” Andrej said, placing a finger in the middle of the page to hold his place. Looking up at James, he smiled. “He says all these things out loud so he does not post them and upset his family and friends.”
“That… that can’t be healthy,” James said with yet another look at their mutual boyfriend.
“It’s better than telling my sister that the idiot she’s dating is a useless dick,” Zayne shot back.
“He has a point, Jay.”
“Okay, okay,” James said, laughing. “I’m going to get a drink, you want anything?”
“More coffee, narco.”
“Not sure you should have any more caffeine, Reyes,” James called back.
“Coffee for me, too, please, Jay,” Andrej said, removing his finger and going back to his book. “Zayne?”
“Yeah, Zek?”
“Maybe you should logoff for a bit?”
“Nah, I’m fine,” he said.
“C’mon, cowboy,” James said, leaving the kitchen with two mugs of coffee and a bottle of beer. “Let’s go watch a movie. It’s got to be better for your blood pressure.”
“Fine,” he groaned, shutting his laptop and leaving it on the table. “Can I at least pick the movie?”
“Yes, you may, Zayne,” Andrej answered before James could.
“No porn, cowboy!”
“You’re a spoilsport, gingerbread!”
Sighing, Andrej put his book aside and took the coffee mug from James. “You do not have to rile him up so.”
“Maybe not,” James said, sitting down on the couch beside Andrej. “But it sure is fun.”
“It might seem that way, but you know he is going to punish us with his movie choice.”
“Aw, shit, I didn’t think about that.”
“Don’t worry, narco,” Zayne said, returning with one of their favorite movies in his hand. “I decided to be nice for once. Here, we can watch this.”
“Awesome,” James said, sincerely. “Now sit and be quiet,” he ordered playfully.
“That will be the day,” Andrej laughed.
“It’s a good damn thing I love you both,” Zayne said, sitting in James’ spot and crossing his arms over his chest. “Or there’d be hell to pay.”
“Oh, there is hell to pay every day,” James assured him. “But it’s well worth it in the end.”
