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30 January 2005 @ 05:02 pm
Drabble/Ficlet in a kitchen.  
Title: In the kitchen.
Rating: G
Pairing: John/Paul
Summary: John does something unexpected.
Wordage: 411. I was going to try and turn it into a fabble, but I couldn't work in any of the prompts, and I didn't want to cut it down, so I added some more words.


“Hi John,” said Paul, quickly, as he hid his mouth in his teacup. “Morning,” he added. He swallowed a mouthful, averting his gaze down and to the left. John blinked and stared, his fuzzy consciousness putting him at a loss for words. He hadn’t had any tea yet. Not civilized to start a conversation before two (cups or o’clock). He grunted a reply at last, yawning without bothering to cover his mouth.

“Aaahhyy…. Macca. Where’ve you hidden the kettle and cups. Sneaky bastard.”

Paul regarded him lightly.

“Same place they always are. The secret cupboard behind the breadbox. In the tower.”

Un-amused eyes of Lennon leveled upon him.

“Cheeky.” John rinsed a cup from the sink and located the teapot in slow, deliberate motions. Stale greasy air hung around the stove and clung to the walls of the tiny kitchen of their flat.

Paul giggled, then coughed, clearing his throat. He wasn’t terribly awake, either. The back of his neck was starting to itch, just under the ear. He waited until it was really tickly before lifting his hand to scratch it. John sniggered derisively.

“Scratching yourself like a filthy animal.”

“Oh, leave it out...”

“Get off your lazy arse and fix us some brekky, Betty.”

“Y’wha…?”

“M’starvin’. Fix us some cornflakes.” John ordered, stirring sugar into his tea, “Wouldn’t say no to a round of toast.”

Paul stared at him, slack-jawed. Who the bloody hell does he think he is? “We’re out of bread…” was all he could stammer.

“Damn,” said John, frowning briefly. He stared at Paul expectantly.

“And I’m not your bloody maid…!”

“But you look so much better in the apron than I do.”

“… Shut up…” Paul muttered quietly, turning his back to the other man, facing the counter. John slipped an arm around his waist from behind and smiled against his neck in that mad way of his. John was always doing stuff like that. He’d grab close, make a daft face and pull away with a shove or a punch in the arm. Paul stood patiently, anticipating the brush off, hoping he wouldn’t spill his tea down his front when John inevitably stuck a wet finger in his ear or chuffed him upside the head. But John remained as he was, spooned up behind him, and yawned into his shoulder.

“Okay, well, come back to bed instead.”

Paul’s eyebrows arched. John patted his hip and brushed past, shuffling out of the kitchen.

“… John?"
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Il Gatto Puzzolonecatnip_martini on January 31st, 2005 01:13 am (UTC)
Aww! *squee!* <3 this, <3 you. It was adorable and very well written. :)

Cate
apartment42bapartment42b on January 31st, 2005 02:53 am (UTC)
<3 tee hee :3 Thankyou XD
Dizzy Miss Lizzyxlizx on January 31st, 2005 01:24 am (UTC)
AWWwwwWWww...**bubbly giggle** John ish sleepy...^.^ and adorable. And Paul is all confuzzed and cute.
Lovely! >^.^
apartment42bapartment42b on January 31st, 2005 02:55 am (UTC)
Yesh. Can't go wrong with a sleepy John. Morning banter is fun X3
stupidbloody2sd on January 31st, 2005 01:32 am (UTC)
eeeeee!!!!*squeals of happiness*
i love it!!!
apartment42bapartment42b on January 31st, 2005 03:04 am (UTC)
*squeals along*...!

I like that people like. :3
stupidbloody2sd on January 31st, 2005 03:28 am (UTC)
*squeals some more*

yay! people like me!!!
Sir Grotty of the Irony Flask: sexegg_man on January 31st, 2005 04:05 am (UTC)
That was so greatness, be proud!
apartment42bapartment42b on January 31st, 2005 04:36 am (UTC)
Yeee :3 !

Thankyou XD
obviously living in a can of beans.heavyboots on January 31st, 2005 06:34 am (UTC)
oh, i thought that was very good:) It might not have been what you intended, but I liked the simplicity of the dialogue. very nice dialogue indeed! lol
apartment42bapartment42b on January 31st, 2005 06:45 pm (UTC)
I always try for good dialogue. So thank you :)
teafield on January 31st, 2005 08:02 am (UTC)
Sleepish John is wuvable!

"Un-amused eyes of Lennon leveled upon him."

I like that line for some reason. :) Very good story, really like it!
apartment42bapartment42b on January 31st, 2005 06:44 pm (UTC)
*pumps fist* YESH! That was my favorite line when I wrote it :3

You've made my day. *giggle*
teafield on January 31st, 2005 07:12 pm (UTC)
Oh, I'm glad I did. :)
Arielle: George's Hammer by mindmyonkaylaranzz on January 31st, 2005 08:24 pm (UTC)
Aww that was cute. I liked it.
apartment42bapartment42b on January 31st, 2005 10:47 pm (UTC)
Tee hee :3 Thanks!