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rainbow1907) wrote2010-12-05 09:46 am
rainbow1907) wrote2010-12-05 09:46 am
Entry tags:
Gusmas 2010 - Drabble Series
Title: It is the Season 10 - An Accident
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
rainbow1907
Fandom: Queer As Folk US
Pairing: Brian/Justin
Word Count: 100
Rating: R
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, no copyright infringement intended, just playing with the boys...
Beta: Many thanks to my wonderful betabuckeye5! All remaining mistakes are mine.
Author's Note: This is written for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
qaf_drabbles's Gusmas 2010 at InsaneJournal.
Prompt: December 5 - An accident
Feedback: Yes, please! Rena
December 5 - An Accident
“What do you mean, it was an accident?! Open the goddamned cuffs!!” Brian demanded with the barest hint of panic in his voice.
“But I can’t, the key broke off inside the lock… And can you please stop shouting?” Justin whispered nervously. “You don’t want Daphne to hear you and her bedroom is only two rooms down from ours. You’re queening out…”
“I swear, Justin, if you so much as breathe one word about this to anyone… you’ll die a slow and painful death. And I’ll kill you personally. So, how do we get these fucking cuffs off my hands?”
Author:
rainbow1907Fandom: Queer As Folk US
Pairing: Brian/Justin
Word Count: 100
Rating: R
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, no copyright infringement intended, just playing with the boys...
Beta: Many thanks to my wonderful beta
buckeye5! All remaining mistakes are mine.Author's Note: This is written for
qaf_drabbles's Gusmas 2010 at InsaneJournal. Prompt: December 5 - An accident
Feedback: Yes, please! Rena
December 5 - An Accident
“What do you mean, it was an accident?! Open the goddamned cuffs!!” Brian demanded with the barest hint of panic in his voice.
“But I can’t, the key broke off inside the lock… And can you please stop shouting?” Justin whispered nervously. “You don’t want Daphne to hear you and her bedroom is only two rooms down from ours. You’re queening out…”
“I swear, Justin, if you so much as breathe one word about this to anyone… you’ll die a slow and painful death. And I’ll kill you personally. So, how do we get these fucking cuffs off my hands?”