Title: Burned
Series: Life
Fandoms: Castle
Rating: PG
Genre: Humor, Angst, Romance, Fluff
Warnings: Slash, AU, genre!crack, unbetad (all par, for me).
Characters/Pairings: Javier Esposito/Kevin Ryan
Wordcount: 525
Summary: Though post-vitals were resistant to many forms of disease, there were numerous minor indignities Javier still had to worry about (i.e., more zombie cuteness).
Details: Takes place in the same universe as "Quality of Life" (i.e. that weird AU where Javier is a zombie and Montgomery is still alive).
"Are you serious?" Javier asked, his reaction one that—if Kevin were forced to define it—verged comically on horror.
Kevin had been watching as his partner glared at the mirror, prodding his cheek lightly with a wince. Javier's eyebrow rose skeptically as he asked the question, lifting his gaze to meet Kevin's reflection over his shoulder. Kevin wasn’t a doctor—obviously—and certain aspects of Javier’s condition made the hurts and illnesses he was still susceptible to difficult to diagnose. Still, Kevin was reasonably sure he had suitable experience in certain topics to lend his informed opinion…
"Pretty sure. I mean, its difficult to tell with your skin tone and without the, uh..."
Javier huffed an irritated grunt, and Kevin was glad not to have to finish the sentence. The conversation was still light just then, but reminding Javier of some of the more visceral alterations was a sure way to change that mood for the worse. That his lack of blood cells logically meant his skin no longer reddened in response to damage potentially fell under that category.
"No way." Javier said after a moment's thought, shaking his head at his reflection. "It's December. Who gets sunburn in December?"
"A lot of people," Kevin defended—er, argued, "when it's actually sunny out like it was. And I know the doctors mentioned you might be more vulnerable to UV."
"It couldn't have been even twenty minutes..." Javier groused, a touch pathetically.
"Next time don't fall asleep in the car—"
"I wasn't asleep." Javier said, leaning against the bathroom sink as he turned around to face him.
Knowing how difficult that state was for his partner to achieve, Kevin acknowledged this was probably true.
"Would you prefer 'sunbathing like a lazy kitten'?" Kevin offered with a faint smirk.
Which was, perhaps, a little unkind. Though the cold rarely bothered him, Kevin knew Javier often took comfort in the sensation of warmth. He thought that made sense, but for some reason Javier sometimes seemed almost embarrassed by it whenever it was pointed out.
"No napping in the car," Javier accepted gruffly. "Got it."
"You still don't burn as easily as I do," Kevin argued lightly, hoping to halt a potentially fouler mood in its tracks. "Quit being such a baby about it."
Javier let out a snort.
"And here I was going to let you kiss it better," he grumbled with a faint smile, and Kevin knew his backhanded attempt at commiseration had worked.
"Oh, let me?" Kevin said, taking a step forward to press in close.
"Mhm." Javier hummed, leaning slightly out of reach. "Only you were mean to me, so now I don't think I will."
"And what if I say I'm really, really sorry?" Kevin asked, managing to hide his smile long enough to affect disappointment.
"Maybe..." Javier said, making a show of considering. "I'd have to think about it."
"Tease."
Javier's smile flashed a little brighter as he brought their lips together—though he made a soft noise and aborted the kiss quickly, pulling back with a wince.
"You know..." Kevin began speculatively, finger tugging lightly at the collar of Javier's shirt. "I bet there are plenty of places the sun never touched."
"Sure." Javier said with a faint laugh and a careful smile. "How about we go find a few?"
Author's Note: Because some people do manage to get sunburned during ridiculous times of the year. *coughs*
Series: Life
Fandoms: Castle
Rating: PG
Genre: Humor, Angst, Romance, Fluff
Warnings: Slash, AU, genre!crack, unbetad (all par, for me).
Characters/Pairings: Javier Esposito/Kevin Ryan
Wordcount: 525
Summary: Though post-vitals were resistant to many forms of disease, there were numerous minor indignities Javier still had to worry about (i.e., more zombie cuteness).
Details: Takes place in the same universe as "Quality of Life" (i.e. that weird AU where Javier is a zombie and Montgomery is still alive).
"Are you serious?" Javier asked, his reaction one that—if Kevin were forced to define it—verged comically on horror.
Kevin had been watching as his partner glared at the mirror, prodding his cheek lightly with a wince. Javier's eyebrow rose skeptically as he asked the question, lifting his gaze to meet Kevin's reflection over his shoulder. Kevin wasn’t a doctor—obviously—and certain aspects of Javier’s condition made the hurts and illnesses he was still susceptible to difficult to diagnose. Still, Kevin was reasonably sure he had suitable experience in certain topics to lend his informed opinion…
"Pretty sure. I mean, its difficult to tell with your skin tone and without the, uh..."
Javier huffed an irritated grunt, and Kevin was glad not to have to finish the sentence. The conversation was still light just then, but reminding Javier of some of the more visceral alterations was a sure way to change that mood for the worse. That his lack of blood cells logically meant his skin no longer reddened in response to damage potentially fell under that category.
"No way." Javier said after a moment's thought, shaking his head at his reflection. "It's December. Who gets sunburn in December?"
"A lot of people," Kevin defended—er, argued, "when it's actually sunny out like it was. And I know the doctors mentioned you might be more vulnerable to UV."
"It couldn't have been even twenty minutes..." Javier groused, a touch pathetically.
"Next time don't fall asleep in the car—"
"I wasn't asleep." Javier said, leaning against the bathroom sink as he turned around to face him.
Knowing how difficult that state was for his partner to achieve, Kevin acknowledged this was probably true.
"Would you prefer 'sunbathing like a lazy kitten'?" Kevin offered with a faint smirk.
Which was, perhaps, a little unkind. Though the cold rarely bothered him, Kevin knew Javier often took comfort in the sensation of warmth. He thought that made sense, but for some reason Javier sometimes seemed almost embarrassed by it whenever it was pointed out.
"No napping in the car," Javier accepted gruffly. "Got it."
"You still don't burn as easily as I do," Kevin argued lightly, hoping to halt a potentially fouler mood in its tracks. "Quit being such a baby about it."
Javier let out a snort.
"And here I was going to let you kiss it better," he grumbled with a faint smile, and Kevin knew his backhanded attempt at commiseration had worked.
"Oh, let me?" Kevin said, taking a step forward to press in close.
"Mhm." Javier hummed, leaning slightly out of reach. "Only you were mean to me, so now I don't think I will."
"And what if I say I'm really, really sorry?" Kevin asked, managing to hide his smile long enough to affect disappointment.
"Maybe..." Javier said, making a show of considering. "I'd have to think about it."
"Tease."
Javier's smile flashed a little brighter as he brought their lips together—though he made a soft noise and aborted the kiss quickly, pulling back with a wince.
"You know..." Kevin began speculatively, finger tugging lightly at the collar of Javier's shirt. "I bet there are plenty of places the sun never touched."
"Sure." Javier said with a faint laugh and a careful smile. "How about we go find a few?"
Author's Note: Because some people do manage to get sunburned during ridiculous times of the year. *coughs*
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Date: Monday, 5 December 2011 10:59 am (UTC)From:*reaction to Author's note* Oh, I know what you mean. I'm a somewhat pale person (it's not that I have light skin, I just never. Ever. Get. A tan. Ever.) and all summer this year I worked outside. Sunscreen and water were a must, especially with the Lousiana worthy weather we've got. It all went fine. I almost... almost got tan lines after two months.
And then I participated to a music/town festival. In august, sunny day, but not that hot. I went without a hat. It had been raining for a week so everybody was like 'Oh, hey, sun. Hi! We missed you.' So whenever I took a break, I'd go read in the sun and soak up some rays.
We started setting up around 8am, by 4pm, I couldn't go out in the sun. I got sunstroke, though I hydrated normally (and I don't drink alcohol). Which feels really weird. Everytime i stepped out of the shade I felt queasy and weak. Very very odd to go through. I missed the evening, I went home, got out my gothic parasol (or however you call those Sciuto style things) and by the next day I was fine.
Weird. So yeah... welcome to the odd club. :/
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Date: Monday, 5 December 2011 08:32 pm (UTC)From:How do you come up with those ideas, really?
Just...life. Looking at the little everyday things, and thinking about how they'd be different if, etc.
I used to do a lot of RP on this BTVS-themed game online. The most fun I ever had was in playing non-human characters, not for the crazy powers but because of those little details. Just little things about them that were necessarily different. I had a rock demon with a furnace inside him that used to light his cigars by sticking them in his eye. There was a half-faerie rookie cop who had difficulty balancing on bar stools after he grew a pair of swan's wings...and once he learned how to control their appearance often bitched about the impact it had on his wardrobe, because he couldn't keep a t-shirt on to save his life. One of my favorites, though, was a gruff, Jayne-esque redneck zombie with a heart of gold despite his unfortunate hunger, and a secret affection for jigsaw puzzles to distract him during long nights plagued by waking dreams.
A lot of Javier's drama is revisiting the fun I had playing that character.
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Date: Monday, 5 December 2011 09:48 pm (UTC)From:I've always wanted to do something like that, but I've never found a place where the game was made clear to the utmost beginner that I am. Do you know if they're still active? I guess I could go with a Supernatural/Grimm forum (oh, god, yes!). ^^ Supernatural is my favorite thing because it allows... well, everything. Joss Whedon taught me that.
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Date: Monday, 5 December 2011 10:20 pm (UTC)From:I also haven't been back there in years because the admins were rabidly unprofessional and rude. There are a group of older players trying to put together their own place, though. If you want, I could give you a heads-up when it's opened, since I was thinking of giving it a try.
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Date: Tuesday, 6 December 2011 10:39 am (UTC)From:Ugh, unprofessional and rude, what a turn off. I understand you leaving. I would, indeed, really appreciate a heads up when the other project is set up. That'd be great. :)
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Date: Monday, 5 December 2011 05:53 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: Monday, 5 December 2011 10:40 pm (UTC)From:I'm Irish/Mexican, but unfortunately I inherited none of my father's suntan genes, so I'm like a vampire in sunlight. Hat? Check. Long-sleeved shirt in 90 degree weather? Check. And ugh. Most people say "Oh you have such lovely skin. I hope you never go out in the sun." Well, I do, but not to get a tan, because as hard as I've tried, no such luck. And I no longer have the patience I once did for such things, so it's probably better anyway.
So, I sympathize with Espo. It's no fun being that sensitive. And poor Kev. He was never gonna win that, no matter how he approached it. Such a great Slice of Life. And one that a lot of us can relate to. Well done!
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Date: Tuesday, 6 December 2011 12:19 am (UTC)From:As a fair-skinned girl, I can sympathize and relate to getting a sunburn in the winter.
Another lovely installment to this 'verse. :)
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Date: Tuesday, 6 December 2011 01:20 am (UTC)From: