Roswell Drabbles Sept. 2009
Posted: Thu Sep 17, 2009 4:07 pm
Title: False False Alarm
For: jbangelo
Pairing: Sean/Liz
Prompt: Lightbulb
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"You're serious."
"Yes, I'm serious," Liz said, not getting the joke as Sean smirked at her. She pointed again to the hanging lamp with the dead bulb. "It's right there. I just—my parents are out of town and Alex isn't answering his phone and I just really hate ladders, alright, so will you do this for me?" she said, trying to keep her voice wheedling, but finding it difficult because she'd already told him all this on the phone and was starting to get irritated. "The step-ladder is over there," she said, pointing.
Sean snickered as he positioned the ladder, and Liz handed him a new lightbulb. "Okay, then. You really want me to change a lightbulb, I'll change a lightbulb," he said, already unscrewing the dead one.
"What is that supposed to even mean?" Liz demanded, sullenly. "Why did you think I called you over?"
Sean, blunt as always, shrugged. "I thought it was a booty call."
"A wha—" but Liz, stunned, couldn't even finish the word. She blushed hot.
Finished with his task, Sean skipped off the step ladder and held the dead bulb up to Liz as a presentation of his services, giving her a bow and saying with mock-sincerity, "My lady," all the while looking overly pleased with her blush.
She took the bulb and shoved him hard on the shoulder. "Shut up, Sean," she said, but she couldn't stop smiling, either.
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For: jbangelo
Pairing: Sean/Liz
Prompt: Lightbulb
************
"You're serious."
"Yes, I'm serious," Liz said, not getting the joke as Sean smirked at her. She pointed again to the hanging lamp with the dead bulb. "It's right there. I just—my parents are out of town and Alex isn't answering his phone and I just really hate ladders, alright, so will you do this for me?" she said, trying to keep her voice wheedling, but finding it difficult because she'd already told him all this on the phone and was starting to get irritated. "The step-ladder is over there," she said, pointing.
Sean snickered as he positioned the ladder, and Liz handed him a new lightbulb. "Okay, then. You really want me to change a lightbulb, I'll change a lightbulb," he said, already unscrewing the dead one.
"What is that supposed to even mean?" Liz demanded, sullenly. "Why did you think I called you over?"
Sean, blunt as always, shrugged. "I thought it was a booty call."
"A wha—" but Liz, stunned, couldn't even finish the word. She blushed hot.
Finished with his task, Sean skipped off the step ladder and held the dead bulb up to Liz as a presentation of his services, giving her a bow and saying with mock-sincerity, "My lady," all the while looking overly pleased with her blush.
She took the bulb and shoved him hard on the shoulder. "Shut up, Sean," she said, but she couldn't stop smiling, either.
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