Post by Griff on May 25, 2013 16:08:11 GMT 10
Title: With a Capital T
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 723
Pairing: George/Roger
Round/Fight: 2B
Summary: (Modern AU, Country Boy!Cooper Pt1) George Cooper was Trouble
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When Jonathan sent home snapshot photos of his roommate setting up their dorm his freshmen year of college, Roger hadn’t registered anything more than Raoul and Gary’s ridiculous grins as they rubbed their knuckles in the hair of a short redhead boy. He certainly hadn’t noticed Jon’s personal firecracker was actually a girl - which caused a certain amount of scandal in the following years - and he missed the broad shoulders posting a Pink poster over Alanna’s desk. Jon’s version of how they met George Cooper involved a confusing series of events in the school’s main quad and Alanna arriving in the doorway with her personal six foot tall assembly crew. After helping them put together their dorm room, Cooper showed them to the dining hall and spent the next two hours explaining the dangers and pitfalls of the Corus University experience before eventually passing out his phone number to handle all of the minor emergencies the incoming freshmen were sure to have. For three years, as far as the Conte family was concerned, George Cooper didn’t exist.
Jon never mentioned him except in idle passing, the same way he mentioned Francis Nond from the one third grade adventure that ended with the boy hospitalized for a snake bite and promptly changing school. George was the before they decided to climb the sports dome and use it as a slide during a campus black-out and Raoul broke his tailbone. George was the advice Jon ignore about Professor Tanner which would have prevented him repeating the class the next semester. George was every bit of common sense Jon and the boys ever ignored, but more importantly, George Cooper was trouble.
Jon didn’t mention George Cooper because George Cooper was banned from every bar near campus for beating the tar out of frat boys with big mouths. He didn’t mention him because George magically appeared the day after Ralon Malven broke Alan’s arm with a bottle of extra strength hydrocodone with someone else’s name on it. George Cooper sliced the tires on the Dean’s car just because he took up two parking spots outside the library during finals, cussed like a sailor in front of little old ladies when he banged his knee on the bricks, stole more liquor from the corner store that every band of underaged teenagers in the state of Tortall combined, and he absolutely acquired his ability to break into locked cars through illegal means. Mostly, however, Jon didn’t tell his parents about George because he was poor.
Roger was certain it had nothing to do with shame. If anything, when the existence of the scoundrel George Cooper came to light, Jonathan seemed jealous. It might have been because the day they learned about George was also the day Jon unexpectedly drove home and entered the house yelling about his girlfriend, the young Alan who had begun growing into her own femininity and now preferred Alanna, dumping him for an older man. Granted, the situation was more a matter of Alanna insulting Jon’s intelligence after he proposed, showed her the finalized arrangements for a sparkling June wedding, and then laughed and called her cute when she refused. When put into perspective, moving into Cooper’s one room apartment and hoarding his couch seemed a little less rude and heartless. Afterwards, Alanna ended up moving on with a world famous martial artist with alarmingly sized forearms and Jon and George returned to speaking term.
None of that, Roger realized, staring at the bright white spackling of his ceiling, had any bearing on the situation he found himself in now. He refused to turn his head and look at the pale back and farmer’s tan sleeping next to him, because then he’d have to start admitting things and that was not behavior he encouraged.
“If you’re gonna start turning up your nose and pointin’ out this bed cost more than my college education, I hope you realize I ain’t leavin’ until I get coffee from that space age machine of yours and I’m pretty sure it takes awhile for you to press all the right buttons, so why don’t we just not and I’ll come by again after work.”
George Cooper, Roger sighed as he turned his head and earn himself a charming flash of teeth, was the very definition of trouble.
“Fine.”
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 723
Pairing: George/Roger
Round/Fight: 2B
Summary: (Modern AU, Country Boy!Cooper Pt1) George Cooper was Trouble
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When Jonathan sent home snapshot photos of his roommate setting up their dorm his freshmen year of college, Roger hadn’t registered anything more than Raoul and Gary’s ridiculous grins as they rubbed their knuckles in the hair of a short redhead boy. He certainly hadn’t noticed Jon’s personal firecracker was actually a girl - which caused a certain amount of scandal in the following years - and he missed the broad shoulders posting a Pink poster over Alanna’s desk. Jon’s version of how they met George Cooper involved a confusing series of events in the school’s main quad and Alanna arriving in the doorway with her personal six foot tall assembly crew. After helping them put together their dorm room, Cooper showed them to the dining hall and spent the next two hours explaining the dangers and pitfalls of the Corus University experience before eventually passing out his phone number to handle all of the minor emergencies the incoming freshmen were sure to have. For three years, as far as the Conte family was concerned, George Cooper didn’t exist.
Jon never mentioned him except in idle passing, the same way he mentioned Francis Nond from the one third grade adventure that ended with the boy hospitalized for a snake bite and promptly changing school. George was the before they decided to climb the sports dome and use it as a slide during a campus black-out and Raoul broke his tailbone. George was the advice Jon ignore about Professor Tanner which would have prevented him repeating the class the next semester. George was every bit of common sense Jon and the boys ever ignored, but more importantly, George Cooper was trouble.
Jon didn’t mention George Cooper because George Cooper was banned from every bar near campus for beating the tar out of frat boys with big mouths. He didn’t mention him because George magically appeared the day after Ralon Malven broke Alan’s arm with a bottle of extra strength hydrocodone with someone else’s name on it. George Cooper sliced the tires on the Dean’s car just because he took up two parking spots outside the library during finals, cussed like a sailor in front of little old ladies when he banged his knee on the bricks, stole more liquor from the corner store that every band of underaged teenagers in the state of Tortall combined, and he absolutely acquired his ability to break into locked cars through illegal means. Mostly, however, Jon didn’t tell his parents about George because he was poor.
Roger was certain it had nothing to do with shame. If anything, when the existence of the scoundrel George Cooper came to light, Jonathan seemed jealous. It might have been because the day they learned about George was also the day Jon unexpectedly drove home and entered the house yelling about his girlfriend, the young Alan who had begun growing into her own femininity and now preferred Alanna, dumping him for an older man. Granted, the situation was more a matter of Alanna insulting Jon’s intelligence after he proposed, showed her the finalized arrangements for a sparkling June wedding, and then laughed and called her cute when she refused. When put into perspective, moving into Cooper’s one room apartment and hoarding his couch seemed a little less rude and heartless. Afterwards, Alanna ended up moving on with a world famous martial artist with alarmingly sized forearms and Jon and George returned to speaking term.
None of that, Roger realized, staring at the bright white spackling of his ceiling, had any bearing on the situation he found himself in now. He refused to turn his head and look at the pale back and farmer’s tan sleeping next to him, because then he’d have to start admitting things and that was not behavior he encouraged.
“If you’re gonna start turning up your nose and pointin’ out this bed cost more than my college education, I hope you realize I ain’t leavin’ until I get coffee from that space age machine of yours and I’m pretty sure it takes awhile for you to press all the right buttons, so why don’t we just not and I’ll come by again after work.”
George Cooper, Roger sighed as he turned his head and earn himself a charming flash of teeth, was the very definition of trouble.
“Fine.”