FIC: Make that a Double (Dead Zone: Johnny/Bruce)

[sydni_64]

Challenge: A Drunken Kiss (over at thedeadzone)
Title: Make that a Double
Author: Sydni_6.4
Fandom: The Dead Zone
Pairing: Johnny/Bruce
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em.
Notes: Crossposted to thedeadzone. The challenge was to write, in one sitting, a DZ fic wherein there occurs a drunken kiss. :)
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The glass was half-empty, definitely, which is why Johnny felt not the least bit guilty about abandoning his martini and ordering a beer to replace it. Now if the glass had been half-full, that would have been something else entirely.

Bruce had dragged Johnny out to this bar, a wood-paneled, marble-countered affair, to socialize with some of his friends from work. The unspoken assertion was that Johnny was becoming too much of a recluse. He looked back at Bruce with the table of nurses and physical therapists and sighed a little at the thought of being social tonight. He'd been hoping to spend the evening with Bruce, a large, comfortable bed, and DVDs of all the television he'd missed while he was in a coma. He was only up to the third season of The X-Files.

Johnny picked up his glass from the bar and blinked as the faces around him changed and the music drastically improved to a kind of drum-heavy, danceable thrum. He sat on a stool, and his head swam as he noticed that he was significantly more inebriated than he had thought he was a moment ago.

Bruce--a younger, dreadlocked Bruce--rushed towards him, obviously tipsy, his balance precarious at best.

"Matt!" he cried out happily, pressing his palms against Johnny's inexplicably bare chest and then gripping Johnny's shoulders, pulling him into a kiss which Johnny gladly reciprocated.

As Bruce pulled away, his hand slipped, knocking Johnny's glass out of his hand. With a crash, Johnny's sobriety returned to him.

The bartender huffed at him, annoyed about the shards of broken glass and the spilled beer. Johnny slapped a heavy tip down on the counter and hurried back to the booth where Bruce's work friends were shaking with laughter, probably at some joke he'd just told.

"Man," Bruce asked him, "You been gone all that time and you didn't even get a drink?"

"Oh, I think I've had plenty," Johnny answered, sitting down next to him. "Enough for two people." He gave Bruce a meaningful look, hoping he'd get the idea.

Bruce leaned in and whispered. "A vision?"

"Yeah. Let's just say, Matt must be one hell of a guy." Johnny winked.

"Oh, man. I'm never gonna live this down, am I?"

"Why don't we go back to my place and I'll let you know tomorrow morning?"

Bruce grinned. "You're on."

Comments

[kimannebb.livejournal.com]

oooh. This was good. I (unfortunately) don't watch the show, but know enough about it to follow the story. I liked the way you slipped into the vision and slipped out again. *g* And I liked the undertone that Bruce and Johnny had been together for a while, enough that Bruce felt the need to take Johnny out.

Just wanted to let you know I thought this was good. :D

[sydni-64.livejournal.com]

Thanks, Kim! :) I especially appreciate the compliment about how I wrote the vision. That for me is usually the hardest thing about writing from Johnny's POV, in terms of making it clear what is a vision and what isn't.

I liked the undertone that Bruce and Johnny had been together for a while

Hee. Yeah, the show is sofreakinggayomg anymore that I felt totally comfortable doing an established relationship fic.

[scifiroots-dz.livejournal.com]

I hope I commented on this elsewhere. =) I know I have read it before! Ahhh... the boys. Never enough of these two. *sigh*

[sydni-64.livejournal.com]

hehe--thanks!!!