http://connernotconnor.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] connernotconnor.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2006-06-11 05:20 pm

Second Floor Common Room, Sunday Evening

His roommate was hosting a movie night in their floor's common room, but Conner was in the mood for some soccer. He'd missed all of yesterday's televised World Cup games thanks to detention, which he considered nothing short of a crime, but he wasn't going to miss any more today if he could help it. Well, he'd missed all the live World Cup coverage for the day, but there was a D.C. United vs. Los Angeles Galaxy game on tonight and that was better than no soccer at all.

So he headed down to shamelessly hijack the second floor common room, laptop and USB mini-aquarium in hand. Kira's CD that he'd picked up at Empire Records today was in the DVD drive of the laptop, and he turned that on low as he waited for Fox Sports West (yay for having every channel in existence) to get past the commercial break and start with the broadcast already.

With the USB mini-aquarium bubbling away beside him, he put his feet up on the table and waited impatiently.

[identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com 2006-06-12 05:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Sorry," Bridge says, scowling still, but now it's directed at himself. "I know I'm being stupid. I can't help it."
soldtoarmenians: (1-neutral)

[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2006-06-12 05:43 am (UTC)(link)
Xander frowns. "It's not stupid, but... I don't get it, really? 'Cause...it's always about people I dated or thought were hot or something, and--" He waves his hands. And kinda regrets it because broken fingers ow. "I'm dating you. I think you're hot."

[identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com 2006-06-12 05:56 am (UTC)(link)
"It's just... I always share *everything*. But sometimes- some things, that I have with people, I don't wanna share."
soldtoarmenians: (1-listening)

[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2006-06-12 06:50 am (UTC)(link)
Xander's quiet for a moment, then says, "Sorry. I didn't think of it that way. I wouldn't, um." He glances up. "You know I wouldn't, right? Because I did that once before, and it was stupid and it sucked for everybody."

[identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com 2006-06-12 07:03 am (UTC)(link)
"I know, really." Bridge says quietly. "But sometimes I have this thing where I act before I think, and so..." he shrugs.
soldtoarmenians: (1-smallsmile)

[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2006-06-12 07:32 am (UTC)(link)
"I...kinda think the thing where you act before you think is kinda cute, actually."

[identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com 2006-06-12 07:59 am (UTC)(link)
"Gets me in trouble sometimes, though," Bridge says, smiling and ducking his head.
soldtoarmenians: (1-neutral)

[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2006-06-12 12:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"I, um. Promise not to punish you for it unless you actually want me to?"

You'd think that was the truth spell? But no, it was just Xander's mouth running away with him. Head + non-injured palm = OTP.

[identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com 2006-06-12 01:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Bridge... turns about as red as Conner's shirt. Whoa.
soldtoarmenians: (facepalm)

[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2006-06-12 02:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"Could we pretend I didn't say that? Or even think it?"

[identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com 2006-06-12 02:07 pm (UTC)(link)
"...well, where's the fun in that?" Bridge finally manages.
soldtoarmenians: (1-smile)

[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2006-06-12 02:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"...point." Which doesn't do much to diminish Xander's matching shade of pink, but oddly, he can grin and be completely embarrassed at the same time. Or okay, not so oddly, because if he hadn't developed that skill by now, he wouldn't have survived nineteen years of being Xander.