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1 through F › Die Hard
Rating:
Adult
Chapters:
7
Views:
2,926
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Hallmark Moments
“Hallmark Moments”
Lucy knew alot of things, but one of the things she knew with the most certainty was that John and Matt were practically made for each other. It was their fluidity, their companionship, their “hallmark moments” that Lucy wanted to find with her future husband, whoever he may be.
The proof that they were perfect for each other came when she had invited herself over for Christmas Eve and Day. They had both been glad to have her and Lucy was glad that she hadn't made them awkward while she intruded on the biggest, most romantic holiday of the year. Well, in the end, Lucy couldn't find it in herself to care as she came to witness two of the sweetest moments between two people that she had ever seen-- even on her Soaps.
The first came during the day of Christmas Eve. Lucy and her father had laid claim to the couch, but only after Matt had kicked them both out of the kitchen with the threat of no food if the two McClane's didn't stop bothering him. They had walked out with identical smirks and had only just settled down to watch “The Miracle on 34th Street” when a shouted curse came from the kitchen. Lucy had straightened in concern and made to get up when John put a hand on her arm with a smirk and an amused shake of his bald head.
Confused and slightly worried when the cursing continued, Lucy reluctantly reclined back in her seat. When she hadn't heard another sound after ten minutes, Lucy finally relaxed enough to enjoy the Christmas classic that she had practically begged John to watch.
It was nearly a half an hour later when they heard a loud crash, several small clatters, and more cursing. This time when John shook his head it was with fondness. When he stood and made his way to the kitchen, Lucy followed hot on his tail. The door wasn't even all the way open before John's deep chuckle started.
The entire kitchen--- Lucy still wasn't sure how Matt had gotten it all over the ceiling--- was covered in flour, cookie dough, sugar, and chocolate chips. The hacker slowly turned their way with his hands on his hips and a pout forming dangerously fast. Lucy smiled as John snorted and moved forward to console his younger lover.
She saw large hands circle Matt's waist to run calming circles on the hacker's hip bones and Lucy counted herself lucky enough to witness the exact moment when Matt submitted to John's soothing touch. She felt a loopy smile cross her lips when John leaned in and spoke in a a teasing voice, just riddled in affection.
“Just leave the cooking to Martha Stuart, baby.” Then John proceeded to cover the pout with his lips until Matt let his hands drop off of his hips and onto John's with a moan.
Lucy turned warm and gooey inside; the way she did at a particularly part of a chick flick; when John pulled back, smiled an honest- to- god smile, and brushed the pad of his thumb across Matt's flour- covered cheek bone in such an achingly tender way that Lucy had no doubt that they had completely forgotten that she was there.
The second time, Lucy would make sure that she wouldn't intrude on one of John and Matt's “hallmark moments” without a quiet way to leave them in peace.
The next morning, Lucy woke at four. It was a habit she had had since she was five. In the early years, she had hoped to catch Santa, but later, after she had found her dad enjoying Santa's snack, she found that she couldn't sleep because of the excitement. Well this year when Lucy made her way to the living room, she never really reached the twinkling lights of her destination. She was blocked, but she didn't mind. Lucy melted backward from the soft glow of the Christmas tree as she quietly observed her father and his lover.
They were both facing the Evergreen that Matt had to blackmail John with no sex for a week to get. John had his arms circling around Matt's chest, while Matt leaned trustingly back against the bigger man. Lucy could see Matt's happy, content smile as John laid sweet kisses along his his jaw and in his hair. She could hear low rumbles coming from John that only served to make Matt's smile warm even further.
When Matt dropped his head back onto John's shoulder and tilted his face toward the older man--- as they looked into each other's eyes with so much love--- after Matt's soft murmur of, “I love you John, so, so much,” Lucy felt her eyes sting and well up with tears. A soft smile crossed her lips when John tilted his head and laid a slow, sweet kiss on his hacker's lips.
As Lucy turned and made her way back to bed, she wished that one day she would find that kind of love with a man--- that she would find her soulmate. She wished that she could find what John and Matt were able to find. However, Lucy also wished that she wouldn't find him whilst under a hail of bullets or on the run from a terrorist or fighter jet.
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Hi! Thanks for all the reviews and encouragement! And A special thanks to Lilith-- I truly love and look forward to your reviews, they make my day! I have just one more drabble written and then that's it until my plot bunnies come back! I'll update hopefully by the end of the week and it's one of my favorites! So I hope you enjoy! Read and review!
Lucy knew alot of things, but one of the things she knew with the most certainty was that John and Matt were practically made for each other. It was their fluidity, their companionship, their “hallmark moments” that Lucy wanted to find with her future husband, whoever he may be.
The proof that they were perfect for each other came when she had invited herself over for Christmas Eve and Day. They had both been glad to have her and Lucy was glad that she hadn't made them awkward while she intruded on the biggest, most romantic holiday of the year. Well, in the end, Lucy couldn't find it in herself to care as she came to witness two of the sweetest moments between two people that she had ever seen-- even on her Soaps.
The first came during the day of Christmas Eve. Lucy and her father had laid claim to the couch, but only after Matt had kicked them both out of the kitchen with the threat of no food if the two McClane's didn't stop bothering him. They had walked out with identical smirks and had only just settled down to watch “The Miracle on 34th Street” when a shouted curse came from the kitchen. Lucy had straightened in concern and made to get up when John put a hand on her arm with a smirk and an amused shake of his bald head.
Confused and slightly worried when the cursing continued, Lucy reluctantly reclined back in her seat. When she hadn't heard another sound after ten minutes, Lucy finally relaxed enough to enjoy the Christmas classic that she had practically begged John to watch.
It was nearly a half an hour later when they heard a loud crash, several small clatters, and more cursing. This time when John shook his head it was with fondness. When he stood and made his way to the kitchen, Lucy followed hot on his tail. The door wasn't even all the way open before John's deep chuckle started.
The entire kitchen--- Lucy still wasn't sure how Matt had gotten it all over the ceiling--- was covered in flour, cookie dough, sugar, and chocolate chips. The hacker slowly turned their way with his hands on his hips and a pout forming dangerously fast. Lucy smiled as John snorted and moved forward to console his younger lover.
She saw large hands circle Matt's waist to run calming circles on the hacker's hip bones and Lucy counted herself lucky enough to witness the exact moment when Matt submitted to John's soothing touch. She felt a loopy smile cross her lips when John leaned in and spoke in a a teasing voice, just riddled in affection.
“Just leave the cooking to Martha Stuart, baby.” Then John proceeded to cover the pout with his lips until Matt let his hands drop off of his hips and onto John's with a moan.
Lucy turned warm and gooey inside; the way she did at a particularly part of a chick flick; when John pulled back, smiled an honest- to- god smile, and brushed the pad of his thumb across Matt's flour- covered cheek bone in such an achingly tender way that Lucy had no doubt that they had completely forgotten that she was there.
The second time, Lucy would make sure that she wouldn't intrude on one of John and Matt's “hallmark moments” without a quiet way to leave them in peace.
The next morning, Lucy woke at four. It was a habit she had had since she was five. In the early years, she had hoped to catch Santa, but later, after she had found her dad enjoying Santa's snack, she found that she couldn't sleep because of the excitement. Well this year when Lucy made her way to the living room, she never really reached the twinkling lights of her destination. She was blocked, but she didn't mind. Lucy melted backward from the soft glow of the Christmas tree as she quietly observed her father and his lover.
They were both facing the Evergreen that Matt had to blackmail John with no sex for a week to get. John had his arms circling around Matt's chest, while Matt leaned trustingly back against the bigger man. Lucy could see Matt's happy, content smile as John laid sweet kisses along his his jaw and in his hair. She could hear low rumbles coming from John that only served to make Matt's smile warm even further.
When Matt dropped his head back onto John's shoulder and tilted his face toward the older man--- as they looked into each other's eyes with so much love--- after Matt's soft murmur of, “I love you John, so, so much,” Lucy felt her eyes sting and well up with tears. A soft smile crossed her lips when John tilted his head and laid a slow, sweet kiss on his hacker's lips.
As Lucy turned and made her way back to bed, she wished that one day she would find that kind of love with a man--- that she would find her soulmate. She wished that she could find what John and Matt were able to find. However, Lucy also wished that she wouldn't find him whilst under a hail of bullets or on the run from a terrorist or fighter jet.
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Hi! Thanks for all the reviews and encouragement! And A special thanks to Lilith-- I truly love and look forward to your reviews, they make my day! I have just one more drabble written and then that's it until my plot bunnies come back! I'll update hopefully by the end of the week and it's one of my favorites! So I hope you enjoy! Read and review!