Caught Out
Aug. 29th, 2012 02:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
esp_dragonFandom: Motorcity
Summary: Chuck and Mike are trapped inside a building while another of Kane's bots creates a storm, intent on destroying Motorcity.
Rating: G
Contains: Chuck/Mike?
Notes: …I'm starting to wonder if I should have a 'Collection of Kink Meme Ficlets' on ff.net or something… (Although, ha, chances of it getting pulled because of the title? XDD;;;;) I'm half-planning another fic, depending on what the OP says, so, yeah, quite a few ideas from this one!
Genre: General
Word count: 362
Status: Complete
"-And there," Chuck said, breathing a sigh of relief at the same time. He could see his breath, which was a little worrying. "The bot's deactivated – but the storm's still going." He squinted at the screen, brushing his hair out of his eyes. "I – there's nothing I can do about that," he said quietly, feeling guilty.
Mike lightly nudged him in the ribs with an elbow. "Hey, you stopped the machine from creating an even bigger storm."
He grinned at that. Okay, yeah, definitely better than nothing.
"We're just going to have to wait until it blows over," Mike said, hunching his shoulders and digging his hands into his pockets as he stared out a window.
At least the others had checked in to say they were all right so they didn't have to worry about them too much. Chuck rubbed an arm, feeling the goosebumps there. Unfortunately, the shock-bots had completely trashed Mutt, leaving him and Mike to find shelter in one of the abandoned buildings close by. Better than being caught out in the storm, but with nothing inside to even build a fire with…
Something warm hit Chuck's back, and he looked across his shoulders to see Mike's jacket across them.
"What – no, Mikey, I'm fine. Really," he said weakly. He tried to take it off, but Mike's hand stopped him.
"And you're shivering. Come on, take it; I'll be fine."
Chuck bit his lip, his hands not moving. "And if you're the one who catches the cold?"
Mike glanced across the room, and then gestured Chuck to follow him into one of the corners. It was the one furthest away from the windows, and the least cluttered with debris.
Carefully, Mike eased himself down, wedging his back against the wall. He looked up at Chuck, an eyebrow up, a grin on his face. "And if we're like this?"
"Oh, all right," Chuck grumbled, putting Mike's jacket on properly and zipping it up, "I'll keep your jacket." He sat down in the space between Mike's legs, leaning back on him. Mike's arms circled around his shoulders, pulling him in closer.
It didn't take Chuck very long until he dozed off.
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Going to have to hope they don't get attacked during then because Mike's in a bad position to defend there. ORZ;;;;
For the prompt, 'let's say Kane creates some sort of machine that generates a storm in order to try to sweep the city out. To combat it Chuck writes a program to shut down the machine/the storm but first the storm has to blow itself out leaving the entire city to hunker down until the storm blows over. Mike and Chuck have no problem finding ways to spend their time without power (with detailed smooching, cuddling, maybe some light sex, it's up to the author).'
And it's only after I post that I realise the OP wanted them to do do something in that time. ORZ;;;;
Summary: Chuck and Mike are trapped inside a building while another of Kane's bots creates a storm, intent on destroying Motorcity.
Rating: G
Contains: Chuck/Mike?
Notes: …I'm starting to wonder if I should have a 'Collection of Kink Meme Ficlets' on ff.net or something… (Although, ha, chances of it getting pulled because of the title? XDD;;;;) I'm half-planning another fic, depending on what the OP says, so, yeah, quite a few ideas from this one!
Genre: General
Word count: 362
Status: Complete
"-And there," Chuck said, breathing a sigh of relief at the same time. He could see his breath, which was a little worrying. "The bot's deactivated – but the storm's still going." He squinted at the screen, brushing his hair out of his eyes. "I – there's nothing I can do about that," he said quietly, feeling guilty.
Mike lightly nudged him in the ribs with an elbow. "Hey, you stopped the machine from creating an even bigger storm."
He grinned at that. Okay, yeah, definitely better than nothing.
"We're just going to have to wait until it blows over," Mike said, hunching his shoulders and digging his hands into his pockets as he stared out a window.
At least the others had checked in to say they were all right so they didn't have to worry about them too much. Chuck rubbed an arm, feeling the goosebumps there. Unfortunately, the shock-bots had completely trashed Mutt, leaving him and Mike to find shelter in one of the abandoned buildings close by. Better than being caught out in the storm, but with nothing inside to even build a fire with…
Something warm hit Chuck's back, and he looked across his shoulders to see Mike's jacket across them.
"What – no, Mikey, I'm fine. Really," he said weakly. He tried to take it off, but Mike's hand stopped him.
"And you're shivering. Come on, take it; I'll be fine."
Chuck bit his lip, his hands not moving. "And if you're the one who catches the cold?"
Mike glanced across the room, and then gestured Chuck to follow him into one of the corners. It was the one furthest away from the windows, and the least cluttered with debris.
Carefully, Mike eased himself down, wedging his back against the wall. He looked up at Chuck, an eyebrow up, a grin on his face. "And if we're like this?"
"Oh, all right," Chuck grumbled, putting Mike's jacket on properly and zipping it up, "I'll keep your jacket." He sat down in the space between Mike's legs, leaning back on him. Mike's arms circled around his shoulders, pulling him in closer.
It didn't take Chuck very long until he dozed off.
Going to have to hope they don't get attacked during then because Mike's in a bad position to defend there. ORZ;;;;
For the prompt, 'let's say Kane creates some sort of machine that generates a storm in order to try to sweep the city out. To combat it Chuck writes a program to shut down the machine/the storm but first the storm has to blow itself out leaving the entire city to hunker down until the storm blows over. Mike and Chuck have no problem finding ways to spend their time without power (with detailed smooching, cuddling, maybe some light sex, it's up to the author).'
And it's only after I post that I realise the OP wanted them to do do something in that time. ORZ;;;;