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laniew1Part three of three; read part 1 and part 2 first, I apologize profusely for the delay.
Do I still have to warn for time travel? If I do then we need to have another, longer talk, about how this isn’t real.
Also while this is, the end, it’s probably not The End. When I get a universe I enjoy writing in I play around in it for a bit.
David had conceded the restaurant choice for their first date (he only calls it that in his head, he’d said it out loud and Archie had made an adorable sputtering noise and looked around like he was expecting guys in black coats to come arrest him) to Archie because he wants Archie to be comfortable and if Archie’s not comfortable he’ll keep putting him off.
TITLE: Time After Time
FANDOM: American Idol
RATING: PG13 (for language)
PAIRING: David/David
AUTHOR: Melanie
DISCLAIMER: Hit the back button if you recognize your own name, also I don’t own anybody, and this never happened.
Time After Time – Part 3
The concert is… something else. David doesn’t even have words for it.
With the Disney kids involved it was pretty much slated to be a G show, maybe a really low PG show if you squinted at the stage at just the right angle.
There’s Disney characters on the stage and color and energy, and apparently Archie had lied all those years ago because he, along with half of the others does a tap dancing thing at the beginning (its vaguely reminiscent of the really old versions of the Mickey Mouse Club that David can remember watching in black and white when he was a kid, during the rehearsals his mom had sat in and looked completely charmed, he tries not to imagine stripping Archie out of that sweater while she’s standing next to him) then he does a fast tempo waltz thing with Miranda as his partner and he doesn’t make a misstep once.
He certainly doesn’t step on her feet.
Each group does four songs, then they do three together. One at the beginning of the show (right after the tap dancing thing the Disney crew does by themselves, David would probably have hurt someone if they’d come near him with tap shoes), one in the middle and the closing song for MMC at the end.
On the last song he thinks he has to have someone looking out for him, because he ends up right behind Archie in that one and even though its completely not scripted (and he thinks somewhere in the five hundred page contracts he’d signed it says he’ll be taken out back and shot once they come off stage, he doesn’t care) he puts his hands on Archie’s shoulder and Archie tilts his head slightly to the left and fucking beams up at him.
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David had conceded the restaurant choice for their first date (he only calls it that in his head, he’d said it out loud and Archie had made an adorable sputtering noise and looked around like he was expecting guys in black coats to come arrest him) to Archie because he wants Archie to be comfortable and if Archie’s not comfortable he’ll keep putting him off.
Even though Archie swears he’s not doing that and his schedule is really, actually that full all the time. David doesn’t believe it, when does Archie sleep? Or go to the bathroom, or spend five minutes by himself contemplating the meaning of life?
There is finally a night that works for both of them, which saves David from having to resort to breaking into Archie’s house; which is a good thing, because the breaking and entering thing would get the police involved and David just doesn’t want to go there.
His mom would kill him.
Archie chooses this fancy little place that David has never heard of, when he walks in, even though David is wearing dress pants and coat he feels really fucking underdressed.
He’s led to a private little area and Archie’s already sitting there with a menu open in front of him.
David notices two things right off the bat.
Archie looks nervous as hell.
And he’s not wearing his ears.
David smiles at him and the young woman that had led him to the table hands him a menu and pulls out his chair for him.
Archie clears his throat and even with the dim lighting David can see his blush. He could probably set the room on fire with it.
“Nice choice,” David says, he’s shocked to see that Archie can apparently get even redder.
“Zac suggested it,” Archie mutters. “I should never listen to him; even if he can’t see it he lives to embarrass me, though I wouldn’t be surprised if he’s got hidden cameras somewhere.” Archie eyes the room nervously.
“I thought he was your friend,” David says mildly. He flips open the menu, and is pretty proud that he doesn’t manage to choke at the list of prices.
“He is,” Archie says. He’s still eyeing the room like he can see the theoretical hidden cameras if he just looks hard enough.
The waitress comes back and David wonders if it would look odd if he just orders soup.
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There’s no bill. Apparently Archie either took care of it when he made the reservations or when he got there.
David would feel slightly put out but the thought of spending thirty bucks for a burger the size of his pinky and four wedges of potatoes that had apparently been his fries would have been hard to swallow.
They’d made small talk over dinner, talking about Idol and MMC and every topic but what David really wants to talk about.
Every so often David will have to get Archie’s attention back from eyeing the walls for hidden cameras and if he does that by laying his hand over Archie’s and squeezing, well hey, Archie doesn’t kick up a fuss or pull away so…
There is apparently a private entrance and exit that David hadn’t known about, when they leave they’re led there and there is some convoluted hand gesture where David hands his keys to someone he’s hoping is bringing his car to them, he can see why Zac might have suggested this place though.
It is private, discreet. Maybe Zac is just looking out for someone who is a friend.
Because no one looks at him in askance or takes their picture when he throws his arm over Archie’s shoulder and pulls him into his side. They just tell him that it’ll be a few minutes till his car is brought around and they never blink or pull out their camera phones.
“Send your car away Archie,” he murmurs into Archie’s ear. He doesn’t think he imagines the shiver or the way that Archie tilts his head closer, to that David’s lips are brushing against his ear.
Archie blushes again and bites his lip, toes the ground with his really shiny black dress shoes.
“I already did,” he mumbles under his breath.
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David had picked up slightly before he left to meet Archie. His entire goal was to get Archie to come back with him and he hadn’t wanted Archie to think him a slob or anything.
He’s glad he did.
Because Archie is going to hurt something trying to look at every nook and cranny of David’s rented house, when David leads him.
The pictures on the mantle, the ones on the wall. He wrinkles his nose at the one that Michael had framed and given to David earlier in the week.
David isn’t sure where Michael got it from, it’s obviously from the concert, the last song and it’s the one moment at the very end where David has his hands on Archie’s shoulder and they both have huge ass smiles on their faces.
David tugs on Archie until he’s facing him and Archie looks everywhere but at him.
David doesn’t need him to look at him, not yet. He tugs on the necklace around Archie’s neck until his ring (the matching one to the one that David had slid on his finger before leaving the house to meet Archie for dinner) is visible.
He unclasps the necklace and twines it around his fingers. The ring is on the end of one finger and Archie is unresisting when David reaches for his hand, slides the ring firmly into place.
He looks up at David then and his cheeks are red and his eyes look shy and a little scared.
“I knew who you were,” Archie says softly. David blinks at him, tucks the chain in his pocket.
“That first time we met, with Abraham. I knew who you were,” Archie clarifies.
“What?”
“I’d only been there a couple of days, Abraham had found me and he had this whole story in place for who I was and where I was going… he’s like us, I think,” Archie muses, his eyes are distant and even though he’s looking at David, David doesn’t think he’s seeing him.
“A time traveler?” David asks. It would make sense as to why both Archie and Abraham had gone missing at the same time.
They’d both just gone home.
“Yeah,” Archie clears his throat. “When I saw you in the clearing, right after we were attacked I thought I was going crazy and then you introduced yourself and I… I didn’t know quite what to do.”
“You were all shy, it was adorable,” David says. Archie crinkles his nose. “Your parents didn’t freak out when you disappeared?”
Archie looks at him blankly and David guesses it’s his turn to clarify.
“You were there for a while, I mean you were bestest buds with the royal family for fucks sake,” David says.
Archie is still looking at him blankly. “I came back at the same time as I left,” Archie says, “it was the first thing I figured out how to do.”
“You can do that?” David asks. He’d tried and tried but never figured out how to not completely freak out his friends and family with extended absences.
Archie looks at him likes he an idiot.
“You’ll have to teach me that trick,” David says finally. Archie rolls his eyes.
“It’s really not that hard.”
David glares at him and Archie grins at him. He looks relaxed finally, or like he’s finally on his way there.
“You didn’t know who I was, so I thought…” Archie shrugs.
“You thought you could flirt with me and get away with it?”
“I wasn’t flirting with you,” Archie says all scandalized voice and wide eyes, it’s oddly, achingly familiar. “I thought we could be friends.”
“You had a crush on me, William told me so,” David says knowingly. Archie promptly turns bright red.
“Oh my gosh, they were trying to marry me off, do you know how hard that would have been to explain to my parents?”
“Probably as hard as it would be to explain to mine,” David counters.
“I figured you hadn’t shown back up again so it was safe to use you as an excuse as to why I couldn’t get married, but then you had to go and show up and agree to do it and…”
David looks at him, Archie’s bright red and David kind of wants to kiss him.
“You could have just said no, you could have said this isn’t the guy that I was talking about, you could have said I’m promised to someone else,” David says.
Archie looks at him and David knows that he probably didn’t even think about that, didn’t think about ways out of it besides his cursory objections.
He could have probably have gone home right then and there, he would have been branded a warlock or some such thing but David knows that Archie hasn’t even been back since he left, he wouldn’t have cared.
“Zac knows about you,” Archie says, he turns and goes to sit. Hands folded primly together in his lap. He’s not looking at David.
“Zac… not Miranda?” He would have thought of the two of them that Miranda was closer then Zac.
He could have been wrong; he’s still not entirely sure how the dynamics of the Club kids really work.
Archie shakes his head. “Miranda’s a friend, she’s one of my closest, Zac is my best.”
David goes and sits next to him; he keeps a respectable distance between them because Archie’s body language is screaming that he will fight David if David attempts to cuddle with him.
“Zac take Vanessa to that restaurant that he told you take me to?”
Archie chuckles softly, bitterly under his breath.
“Zac takes his boyfriend there,” David looks over at him in surprise. He’s seen the pictures; he’d thought Zac and Vanessa inseparable, the real deal. Of course he’s seen the same ones of Archie and Miranda and he wouldn’t have thought the two of them together.
“They do what they have to do, the contracts that we sign at the very beginning they don’t… they don’t allow for much flexibility.”
“Zac know you’re telling me about his boyfriend?” David asks.
“He told me I could,” Archie looks upset at the idea that he would share a confidence with David that wasn’t his to share. “Besides I’m not going to tell you who the boyfriend is.”
“You’re not?”
Archie shakes his head.
“Not until Zac says I can,” he looks over at David. “He’ll do the same.”
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Archie is sitting on the couch when David returns, his shoes are neatly lined up with David’s in the front entryway and on the couch his legs are tucked up underneath him. He’s idly flipping through channels on the TV. David stands in the doorway and watches for a second.
Archie looks at home, comfortable.
David doesn’t want him to ever leave.
He’d probably look more comfortable if he would have taken David up on his offer of a change of clothes, instead he’d looked at David in horror. Like David had told him to strip or something.
He still has his ring on his finger, David had figured that as soon as he’d left the room that Archie would have put it back on the chain and hung it back around his neck.
It’s probably saying something that he’s still wearing it, but David can’t figure out what.
Except that the chain is still in the pocket of his dress pants and those dress pants are upstairs on his bedroom floor.
He gets tired of standing in the doorway; he could be sitting on the couch trying to see how close Archie will let him sit before he’d shy away or move or lie and say he had to go.
David is ‘stalking’ his own husband, he knows that Archie lives alone, there’s no one waiting up for him to return with a virtue that went missing some months back.
“I have an early call in the morning,” Archie says, the remote is still in his hand but he seems to have settled on one channel. David walks slowly over and he hears the beginning strains of the new MMC.
“I have four months left on my contract with the Club,” Archie says as David settles next to him.
David isn’t smooth about or it or anything, he puts his arm over Archie’s shoulder and tugs him into his side. Archie doesn’t resist, just lays his head on David’s shoulder and watches himself sing on the TV that cost David way too much money, but was completely worth it.
“You’re not going to re-sign?” David asks.
“Not many of us are, most of our contracts all expire this year. Most of us have plans that don’t call for singing and dancing in ears for another four years.”
David hums, doesn’t say anything. He’s pretty sure he’s not required to say anything, this was Archie’s decision and it sounds like he’s already made it.
“This…” Archie waves one hand in the air lazily. “Us… It can’t be anything until after that.”
David nods, lays his head against Archie’s and watches him sing on the screen.
Archie’s already got his ring on his finger, the matching one is on David’s, he’s not going anywhere.
He can wait.
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Do I still have to warn for time travel? If I do then we need to have another, longer talk, about how this isn’t real.
Also while this is, the end, it’s probably not The End. When I get a universe I enjoy writing in I play around in it for a bit.
David had conceded the restaurant choice for their first date (he only calls it that in his head, he’d said it out loud and Archie had made an adorable sputtering noise and looked around like he was expecting guys in black coats to come arrest him) to Archie because he wants Archie to be comfortable and if Archie’s not comfortable he’ll keep putting him off.
TITLE: Time After Time
FANDOM: American Idol
RATING: PG13 (for language)
PAIRING: David/David
AUTHOR: Melanie
DISCLAIMER: Hit the back button if you recognize your own name, also I don’t own anybody, and this never happened.
Time After Time – Part 3
The concert is… something else. David doesn’t even have words for it.
With the Disney kids involved it was pretty much slated to be a G show, maybe a really low PG show if you squinted at the stage at just the right angle.
There’s Disney characters on the stage and color and energy, and apparently Archie had lied all those years ago because he, along with half of the others does a tap dancing thing at the beginning (its vaguely reminiscent of the really old versions of the Mickey Mouse Club that David can remember watching in black and white when he was a kid, during the rehearsals his mom had sat in and looked completely charmed, he tries not to imagine stripping Archie out of that sweater while she’s standing next to him) then he does a fast tempo waltz thing with Miranda as his partner and he doesn’t make a misstep once.
He certainly doesn’t step on her feet.
Each group does four songs, then they do three together. One at the beginning of the show (right after the tap dancing thing the Disney crew does by themselves, David would probably have hurt someone if they’d come near him with tap shoes), one in the middle and the closing song for MMC at the end.
On the last song he thinks he has to have someone looking out for him, because he ends up right behind Archie in that one and even though its completely not scripted (and he thinks somewhere in the five hundred page contracts he’d signed it says he’ll be taken out back and shot once they come off stage, he doesn’t care) he puts his hands on Archie’s shoulder and Archie tilts his head slightly to the left and fucking beams up at him.
David had conceded the restaurant choice for their first date (he only calls it that in his head, he’d said it out loud and Archie had made an adorable sputtering noise and looked around like he was expecting guys in black coats to come arrest him) to Archie because he wants Archie to be comfortable and if Archie’s not comfortable he’ll keep putting him off.
Even though Archie swears he’s not doing that and his schedule is really, actually that full all the time. David doesn’t believe it, when does Archie sleep? Or go to the bathroom, or spend five minutes by himself contemplating the meaning of life?
There is finally a night that works for both of them, which saves David from having to resort to breaking into Archie’s house; which is a good thing, because the breaking and entering thing would get the police involved and David just doesn’t want to go there.
His mom would kill him.
Archie chooses this fancy little place that David has never heard of, when he walks in, even though David is wearing dress pants and coat he feels really fucking underdressed.
He’s led to a private little area and Archie’s already sitting there with a menu open in front of him.
David notices two things right off the bat.
Archie looks nervous as hell.
And he’s not wearing his ears.
David smiles at him and the young woman that had led him to the table hands him a menu and pulls out his chair for him.
Archie clears his throat and even with the dim lighting David can see his blush. He could probably set the room on fire with it.
“Nice choice,” David says, he’s shocked to see that Archie can apparently get even redder.
“Zac suggested it,” Archie mutters. “I should never listen to him; even if he can’t see it he lives to embarrass me, though I wouldn’t be surprised if he’s got hidden cameras somewhere.” Archie eyes the room nervously.
“I thought he was your friend,” David says mildly. He flips open the menu, and is pretty proud that he doesn’t manage to choke at the list of prices.
“He is,” Archie says. He’s still eyeing the room like he can see the theoretical hidden cameras if he just looks hard enough.
The waitress comes back and David wonders if it would look odd if he just orders soup.
There’s no bill. Apparently Archie either took care of it when he made the reservations or when he got there.
David would feel slightly put out but the thought of spending thirty bucks for a burger the size of his pinky and four wedges of potatoes that had apparently been his fries would have been hard to swallow.
They’d made small talk over dinner, talking about Idol and MMC and every topic but what David really wants to talk about.
Every so often David will have to get Archie’s attention back from eyeing the walls for hidden cameras and if he does that by laying his hand over Archie’s and squeezing, well hey, Archie doesn’t kick up a fuss or pull away so…
There is apparently a private entrance and exit that David hadn’t known about, when they leave they’re led there and there is some convoluted hand gesture where David hands his keys to someone he’s hoping is bringing his car to them, he can see why Zac might have suggested this place though.
It is private, discreet. Maybe Zac is just looking out for someone who is a friend.
Because no one looks at him in askance or takes their picture when he throws his arm over Archie’s shoulder and pulls him into his side. They just tell him that it’ll be a few minutes till his car is brought around and they never blink or pull out their camera phones.
“Send your car away Archie,” he murmurs into Archie’s ear. He doesn’t think he imagines the shiver or the way that Archie tilts his head closer, to that David’s lips are brushing against his ear.
Archie blushes again and bites his lip, toes the ground with his really shiny black dress shoes.
“I already did,” he mumbles under his breath.
David had picked up slightly before he left to meet Archie. His entire goal was to get Archie to come back with him and he hadn’t wanted Archie to think him a slob or anything.
He’s glad he did.
Because Archie is going to hurt something trying to look at every nook and cranny of David’s rented house, when David leads him.
The pictures on the mantle, the ones on the wall. He wrinkles his nose at the one that Michael had framed and given to David earlier in the week.
David isn’t sure where Michael got it from, it’s obviously from the concert, the last song and it’s the one moment at the very end where David has his hands on Archie’s shoulder and they both have huge ass smiles on their faces.
David tugs on Archie until he’s facing him and Archie looks everywhere but at him.
David doesn’t need him to look at him, not yet. He tugs on the necklace around Archie’s neck until his ring (the matching one to the one that David had slid on his finger before leaving the house to meet Archie for dinner) is visible.
He unclasps the necklace and twines it around his fingers. The ring is on the end of one finger and Archie is unresisting when David reaches for his hand, slides the ring firmly into place.
He looks up at David then and his cheeks are red and his eyes look shy and a little scared.
“I knew who you were,” Archie says softly. David blinks at him, tucks the chain in his pocket.
“That first time we met, with Abraham. I knew who you were,” Archie clarifies.
“What?”
“I’d only been there a couple of days, Abraham had found me and he had this whole story in place for who I was and where I was going… he’s like us, I think,” Archie muses, his eyes are distant and even though he’s looking at David, David doesn’t think he’s seeing him.
“A time traveler?” David asks. It would make sense as to why both Archie and Abraham had gone missing at the same time.
They’d both just gone home.
“Yeah,” Archie clears his throat. “When I saw you in the clearing, right after we were attacked I thought I was going crazy and then you introduced yourself and I… I didn’t know quite what to do.”
“You were all shy, it was adorable,” David says. Archie crinkles his nose. “Your parents didn’t freak out when you disappeared?”
Archie looks at him blankly and David guesses it’s his turn to clarify.
“You were there for a while, I mean you were bestest buds with the royal family for fucks sake,” David says.
Archie is still looking at him blankly. “I came back at the same time as I left,” Archie says, “it was the first thing I figured out how to do.”
“You can do that?” David asks. He’d tried and tried but never figured out how to not completely freak out his friends and family with extended absences.
Archie looks at him likes he an idiot.
“You’ll have to teach me that trick,” David says finally. Archie rolls his eyes.
“It’s really not that hard.”
David glares at him and Archie grins at him. He looks relaxed finally, or like he’s finally on his way there.
“You didn’t know who I was, so I thought…” Archie shrugs.
“You thought you could flirt with me and get away with it?”
“I wasn’t flirting with you,” Archie says all scandalized voice and wide eyes, it’s oddly, achingly familiar. “I thought we could be friends.”
“You had a crush on me, William told me so,” David says knowingly. Archie promptly turns bright red.
“Oh my gosh, they were trying to marry me off, do you know how hard that would have been to explain to my parents?”
“Probably as hard as it would be to explain to mine,” David counters.
“I figured you hadn’t shown back up again so it was safe to use you as an excuse as to why I couldn’t get married, but then you had to go and show up and agree to do it and…”
David looks at him, Archie’s bright red and David kind of wants to kiss him.
“You could have just said no, you could have said this isn’t the guy that I was talking about, you could have said I’m promised to someone else,” David says.
Archie looks at him and David knows that he probably didn’t even think about that, didn’t think about ways out of it besides his cursory objections.
He could have probably have gone home right then and there, he would have been branded a warlock or some such thing but David knows that Archie hasn’t even been back since he left, he wouldn’t have cared.
“Zac knows about you,” Archie says, he turns and goes to sit. Hands folded primly together in his lap. He’s not looking at David.
“Zac… not Miranda?” He would have thought of the two of them that Miranda was closer then Zac.
He could have been wrong; he’s still not entirely sure how the dynamics of the Club kids really work.
Archie shakes his head. “Miranda’s a friend, she’s one of my closest, Zac is my best.”
David goes and sits next to him; he keeps a respectable distance between them because Archie’s body language is screaming that he will fight David if David attempts to cuddle with him.
“Zac take Vanessa to that restaurant that he told you take me to?”
Archie chuckles softly, bitterly under his breath.
“Zac takes his boyfriend there,” David looks over at him in surprise. He’s seen the pictures; he’d thought Zac and Vanessa inseparable, the real deal. Of course he’s seen the same ones of Archie and Miranda and he wouldn’t have thought the two of them together.
“They do what they have to do, the contracts that we sign at the very beginning they don’t… they don’t allow for much flexibility.”
“Zac know you’re telling me about his boyfriend?” David asks.
“He told me I could,” Archie looks upset at the idea that he would share a confidence with David that wasn’t his to share. “Besides I’m not going to tell you who the boyfriend is.”
“You’re not?”
Archie shakes his head.
“Not until Zac says I can,” he looks over at David. “He’ll do the same.”
Archie is sitting on the couch when David returns, his shoes are neatly lined up with David’s in the front entryway and on the couch his legs are tucked up underneath him. He’s idly flipping through channels on the TV. David stands in the doorway and watches for a second.
Archie looks at home, comfortable.
David doesn’t want him to ever leave.
He’d probably look more comfortable if he would have taken David up on his offer of a change of clothes, instead he’d looked at David in horror. Like David had told him to strip or something.
He still has his ring on his finger, David had figured that as soon as he’d left the room that Archie would have put it back on the chain and hung it back around his neck.
It’s probably saying something that he’s still wearing it, but David can’t figure out what.
Except that the chain is still in the pocket of his dress pants and those dress pants are upstairs on his bedroom floor.
He gets tired of standing in the doorway; he could be sitting on the couch trying to see how close Archie will let him sit before he’d shy away or move or lie and say he had to go.
David is ‘stalking’ his own husband, he knows that Archie lives alone, there’s no one waiting up for him to return with a virtue that went missing some months back.
“I have an early call in the morning,” Archie says, the remote is still in his hand but he seems to have settled on one channel. David walks slowly over and he hears the beginning strains of the new MMC.
“I have four months left on my contract with the Club,” Archie says as David settles next to him.
David isn’t smooth about or it or anything, he puts his arm over Archie’s shoulder and tugs him into his side. Archie doesn’t resist, just lays his head on David’s shoulder and watches himself sing on the TV that cost David way too much money, but was completely worth it.
“You’re not going to re-sign?” David asks.
“Not many of us are, most of our contracts all expire this year. Most of us have plans that don’t call for singing and dancing in ears for another four years.”
David hums, doesn’t say anything. He’s pretty sure he’s not required to say anything, this was Archie’s decision and it sounds like he’s already made it.
“This…” Archie waves one hand in the air lazily. “Us… It can’t be anything until after that.”
David nods, lays his head against Archie’s and watches him sing on the screen.
Archie’s already got his ring on his finger, the matching one is on David’s, he’s not going anywhere.
He can wait.
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Date: 2009-03-08 04:43 pm (UTC)Guh, this is so amazing you should write it for the rest of your life! Like two hundred sequels or something.
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Date: 2009-03-10 07:25 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-03-08 05:02 pm (UTC)If you do decide to write more in this verse I will be happy to read it.
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Date: 2009-03-10 07:26 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2009-03-08 06:40 pm (UTC)do we get a sequel? zacsbfisnotlikemjomgisit
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Date: 2009-03-10 07:30 pm (UTC)If by MJ you mean Michael Johns, no it's not him. You'll eventually find out who Zac's boyfriend is, though I will tell you that he's not been mentioned by name in the story.
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Date: 2009-03-08 08:11 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2009-03-09 05:38 am (UTC)Please tell me that there is a sequel in the works.
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Date: 2009-03-09 05:39 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2009-03-09 12:13 pm (UTC)There must be!!
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Date: 2009-03-10 12:50 am (UTC)The end was awesome. I totally loved this whole series, and I'm so glad you posted in
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Date: 2009-03-11 04:40 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-03-11 03:24 pm (UTC)this is great, too awesome. one of the most original plot i've read since 'spellbound', 'sharp dressed man' and 'just an ordinary love story', in the whole of three months!!! that was way too awesome. i re-read it three times, just so you know how much i loved it.
the thought of archuleta with 'unremovable' mouse ears...LOL. and cook being all um, i don't know, touchy feely? sth like that, and trying to 'get back his husband' is just priceless.
i loved each and every part of the story (meaning i - am lazy- can't quote every part i liked about this story). i'm in awe right now and yes!!! i need a sequel!!!
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Date: 2009-03-15 07:44 am (UTC)i enjoyed reading every bit of this story and was absolutely entranced at your imaginative creation.
i hope you'd consider writing a sequel. please please do write more.
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Date: 2009-03-17 07:05 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-03-19 08:42 pm (UTC)That said, this fic is amazinggg.
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Date: 2009-03-29 01:53 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-03-29 01:54 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-07-20 08:30 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-10-30 12:31 am (UTC)