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bronze_ribbonsTitle: Harried
Words: 200
Fandoms: FAKE and HP
Pairings: Dee/Ryo; reference to Snape/Harry
Rating: PG
Summary: Green eyes. Black hair. Forever breaking rules. Harry Potter? No, Dee Laytner.
Warning: Noncon involved, and I'm mean to Snape and Lupin. Please don't hate me -- that's just how the bunny hopped.
"So help me God, we are never going to England again," Dee declared. "I can't believe I let you talk me into trying it twice."
"Third time could be the charm," Ryo suggested. "But I'll agree our luck's been horrible so far."
"Why, didja run into another psychotic hotel owner?" Drake inquired.
Dee replied, "He didn't own the hotel, but he was definitely fucking deranged. Started rutting against me in the middle of the night."
"In the-- dude, what was he doing in your bed in the first place? Ryo can't possibly be that oblivious--"
Ryo flung a wad of paper at Drake's head. "I was locked inside a closet with a werewolf. Good times."
Ted gaped at him. "Really?"
"Geez, of course not! His whining was even more obnoxious than Dee's!"
"You say that like that's my fault, and it's not," Dee complained. "He might have been a hairy lunatic, but at least he had good taste."
"I could say the same about yours," Ryo pointed out. "Your Mr. Snape was literally crazy about some guy named Harry."
"Man, was he ever." Dee shuddered. "The way he stared at me, it felt like my eyes were getting raped."
Words: 200
Fandoms: FAKE and HP
Pairings: Dee/Ryo; reference to Snape/Harry
Rating: PG
Summary: Green eyes. Black hair. Forever breaking rules. Harry Potter? No, Dee Laytner.
Warning: Noncon involved, and I'm mean to Snape and Lupin. Please don't hate me -- that's just how the bunny hopped.
"So help me God, we are never going to England again," Dee declared. "I can't believe I let you talk me into trying it twice."
"Third time could be the charm," Ryo suggested. "But I'll agree our luck's been horrible so far."
"Why, didja run into another psychotic hotel owner?" Drake inquired.
Dee replied, "He didn't own the hotel, but he was definitely fucking deranged. Started rutting against me in the middle of the night."
"In the-- dude, what was he doing in your bed in the first place? Ryo can't possibly be that oblivious--"
Ryo flung a wad of paper at Drake's head. "I was locked inside a closet with a werewolf. Good times."
Ted gaped at him. "Really?"
"Geez, of course not! His whining was even more obnoxious than Dee's!"
"You say that like that's my fault, and it's not," Dee complained. "He might have been a hairy lunatic, but at least he had good taste."
"I could say the same about yours," Ryo pointed out. "Your Mr. Snape was literally crazy about some guy named Harry."
"Man, was he ever." Dee shuddered. "The way he stared at me, it felt like my eyes were getting raped."
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