Write me something

[louiselux]

Someone filled my head with concrete while I wasn't looking. Damn them. *shakes fist* I want to write something, but can only stare at my screen/page/nerveless fingers and cough pathetically.

So write me some smut thing instead! It worked last time. If you want a prompt you can have any or all of: character, pairing, word or two lines of poetry.

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[cygny.livejournal.com]

Schuldig knew how to get a secret out of everyone. There were very few people who could resist them for a while, but eventually he always got it out of them. Brad was the king of secrecy though and his tactic was to just avoid Schuldig for as long as the secret had to be kept. He had the advantage of always knowing where Schuldig would be and when he would be there.

Schuldig let himself drop on the couch next to Farfarello, who was pushing on a remote control, flipping through the channels on the TV.

"It isn't fair you know."

Farfarello didn't look his way, just grumbled,

"Why? I don't know the secret either, although I can make an educated guess."

Schuldig sat up on his knees, looking at Farfarello intently. The grey haired assassin turned off the tv and looked at his companion.

"And now of course you want me to tell you what I think."

Schuldig smiled and nodded fervently, in the meantime carefully picking at Farfarello's brain. The other man however whipped out his knife and held it under Schuldig's nose.

"Stop doing that! In each case, shouldn't you rather keep the surprise?"

"A surprise? For me? Really?"

Farfarello shook his head at the almost childishly happy tone Schuldig spoke in. Sometimes he really really... was too cute for words. But he had to be discreet when thinking this, or Schuldig would become unbearable. He got up from the couch, starting to walk away, but then he thought it might not be a bad idea of Crawford would be the one who'd be surprised this once. Narrowing his eyes, he gestured Schuldig closer so he could whisper him in the ear.

"Crawford has kept everything under wraps but you know how it's that special day next week? I suggest you enter through the backdoor."

It was only when Farfarello was gone, that Schuldig finally realized,

My Birthday!

Somehow, secrets didn't seem so appealing anymore.

***

Hehe, I used a few more words, for fun :P And you do seem to have time on your hands, don't you :D

[louiselux.livejournal.com]

Aww, Schuldig's special day! That is so sweet. Normally sweet and Schwarz don't exactly go together, but I'll make an exception for this. :D I love it that Farfarello threatened him with a knife while simultaneously thinking he was cute. *hearts*

[cygny.livejournal.com]

Phew, glad you liked it :) Hey, it doesn't mean that they're cute, that they're permitted everything, according to Farfarello :P
I'm in a total Schwarz!kinder mood, so this means a bit a sweeter Schwarz than normal :P Blame it all on Daegaer ;)