Our House [T, Dom/Brian, Fast & Furious]
Jun. 1st, 2009 10:29 pmTitle: Our House
Fandom: Fast & Furious Franchise
Pairing: Dom/Brian
Rating: T for content and like... one f-bomb.
Notes: Occurs post-F&F 4. No spoilers for the movie that I know of... other than the obvious fact that they survived? Couldn't help but write in the 'verse of the crossover fic I've been plotting away at. Written for![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
senmut's Songfic Challenge. I just couldn't pare it down to 100 words, and I was trying! It's been a while since I wrote a drabble and I wanted to see if I could do it. This was fun, there may be more!
Written for "Our House," by Madness. I imagine L.A.'s a pretty noisy town. I moved from Smalltown, USA to a city about ten times its size, and the level of noise was a shock to me.
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Brian woke before the alarm; his adaptation to an Oklahoma bedroom town. Seemed everyone in Wakita lived by the same itinerary. Shortly after seven, engines would turn over up and down the street, and Brian liked the quiet.
Leon's regular snores drifted faintly through the floor. The refrigerator hummed against the heat. Brian grinned stupidly at the novelty. So quiet he could hear the fridge downstairs. How fucking weird was that? Behind him, tangled in the sheets… was Dom. Brian wasn't used to quiet, but he sure liked hearing Dom breathe.
In an hour, the garage was orchestrated chaos. Until then Brian listened to the house, quietly breathing with life around him.
Fandom: Fast & Furious Franchise
Pairing: Dom/Brian
Rating: T for content and like... one f-bomb.
Notes: Occurs post-F&F 4. No spoilers for the movie that I know of... other than the obvious fact that they survived? Couldn't help but write in the 'verse of the crossover fic I've been plotting away at. Written for
senmut's Songfic Challenge. I just couldn't pare it down to 100 words, and I was trying! It's been a while since I wrote a drabble and I wanted to see if I could do it. This was fun, there may be more!Written for "Our House," by Madness. I imagine L.A.'s a pretty noisy town. I moved from Smalltown, USA to a city about ten times its size, and the level of noise was a shock to me.
*****
Brian woke before the alarm; his adaptation to an Oklahoma bedroom town. Seemed everyone in Wakita lived by the same itinerary. Shortly after seven, engines would turn over up and down the street, and Brian liked the quiet.
Leon's regular snores drifted faintly through the floor. The refrigerator hummed against the heat. Brian grinned stupidly at the novelty. So quiet he could hear the fridge downstairs. How fucking weird was that? Behind him, tangled in the sheets… was Dom. Brian wasn't used to quiet, but he sure liked hearing Dom breathe.
In an hour, the garage was orchestrated chaos. Until then Brian listened to the house, quietly breathing with life around him.
