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Oh my goood. I'm a failure. :[ I spent so much time cleaning and getting ready for [personal profile] telltale_commas arrival and then she was HERE that I forgot to write this completely.

Which means she wins April by default and I suck. XD

Sadly she is back in her home and I am sad and alone--and half to return to work tomorrow, boooooo. Though at least we had a good time.

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APRIL



Featuring: Tavish Kerr III, Aaron Evans
Word Count: 577


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8:32am

It was pointless to look at his watch yet again, but AJ couldn’t seem to help himself. Already thirty-two minutes late and he was still half an hour away from his agent’s office. The one time he drove himself and the car got a flat.

“Shit.”

He wasn't stupid, he was pretty sure he could change the tire himself, but there was no manual in the glovebox and for the life of him he couldn’t find where the manufacturers had hidden the car’s tire jack.

“Why don’t they label the damn compartment? Because that would make sense. And be helpful.”

“Are you talking to your car?”

The sudden voice had AJ jumping in surprise, hitting his head off the underside of the steering wheel and leaving him cursing.

“Ah… sorry, didn’t mean to startle you.”

It was a very nice voice, and when the spots finally cleared from his vision AJ was treated to the view of an equally nice looking man. He’d never been a fan of random hair colours, but somehow long rainbow-coloured hair seemed to suit this man. It seemed to move with a life of its own in the strong afternoon wind and AJ had to force his attention away from soft looking strands and back onto the throbbing in the back of his head.

“I’m fine. I think. Well, I’m really late and I’ll definitely have a bruise, but I think I’ll survive.”

That earned him a smile and AJ had a very brief moment where he seriously considered skipping his meeting and doing his best to get this man into the backseat of his car. He wouldn’t need to change the tire for that.

“Do you need help? I’m not a mechanic or anything, but I think between the two of us we could probably manage to change a flat. I’m Tav by the way.”

“Aaron. AJ. Either is fine. And yes, help would be great. I’m rather uselessly trying to find the damn jack.”

“Ah. That would be where I came in. With you talking to your car.” Dark eyes crinkled at the corners as Tav smiled. “It’s usually with the spare, isn’t it?”

AJ liked to think that the embarrassed flush that overtook him could be blamed on the summer heat, and he was grateful when the other man said nothing as he got to his feet. Opening the door to the boot and lifting the cover that hid the spare from view, AJ spotted the jack nestled next to it.

“Well… that’s embarrassing.”

“I’m sure everyone’s done something similar,” Tav said from behind him. “Come on, I’ll give you a hand and you’ll be done in no time.”

There was something in his inflection that made AJ cast a glance towards him as he lifted the jack and tire free, but Tav had already moved to the depressingly flat tire. He wanted to say something, but propositioning strangers wasn’t exactly something he was in the habit of doing.

Until dark eyes looked up from beneath a rainbow fringe and the look Tav was giving him was unmistakable and hot.

He looked away, but only to look down at his watch.

8:53am.

Pulling his phone from his pocket he dialed his agent’s number with nimble taps of his finger.

“Hey, Josh… I’m really sorry, but can we reschedule? I’ve got a flat and I’ll probably be a while. Yeah, I’m fine. I’ve got someone giving me a hand…”

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Date: 08/10/2015 08:48 am (UTC)
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I knew I was gonna forget to comment, and I did. >.> WARUI~~.

Hehehe. I love how Tav only has to look at someone to become their undoing. Sorry Josh~.
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