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Pairing: Sean/Holden
Rating: R
Warnings: none
Summary: A fill for this prompt at Comment_Fic

Valentine's Day, Sean/Holden, how they met

Sean gets a phone number...

a/n: my first non-A-Team fic! Eeep!



Sean came around first.

For a moment, he didn't remember where he was. Tampa, conference, the bar downstairs, different room in the same hotel...

The football player sat up and shook his head, trying to clear the lingering fog from his thoughts. A warm body next to him, male, gorgeous, no name asked and no name offered, stirred just a little against the pillows. Already fast asleep probably, and Sean watched him for a moment. Thought about maybe...but that would probably be a mistake. He did have to be careful about these things, after all. One night stands were safer. Fewer risks. No possibility of dangerous entanglements.

He got dressed in silence, not touching any of the lights, retrieving socks and belt and shoes from where they'd been scattered around the small room in their earlier enthusiasm.

He'd been drinking alone at the bar, both of them drinking alone at that bar, and them the guy had flashed Sean a small little grin that had nothing to do with fan recognition, an things had gone from there. And Sean smiled himself, thinking of how hungry the other man had been, how he'd begged for it, how sweet he'd sounded when he came, how tight he'd been, stretched around...

Slipping his last shoe on, everything back in place, Sean paused and then went back over to the bed, kissed the guy on the cheek. "Thanks," he murmured.

He was almost at the door, almost gone, when a soft little "hey" from behind caught his attention. Sean barely turned around in time to catch the cell phone that was flung at him. In the half-light from open window, there the guy was, sheets pooled around his waist. Smiling.

"If you're ever in LA," he said, blinking owlishly, "give me a call, would ya?"

Sean barely nodded and eased out into the hall. There, in his phone, a new contact saved on the screen. Holden, it said, and a number with an LA area code.

Sean stared at it. He really should delete it, he told himself. Things were safer that way. Much safer.

But Sean slipped it into his pocket instead.

Date: 2011-02-13 07:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] delorita.livejournal.com
YESSSSS!!! EXACTLY!!! THAT's how they met!!!! I can just see that play out in my head. Maybe Holden not even knowing that Sean was actually a big star.

NICE!!!!!

Date: 2011-06-30 09:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] chrollianne.livejournal.com
That's EXACTLY how they met! You really captured their soul! I don't know how but you did it!
Thanks again so much! *Sending you other cookies!* ;)

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