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perpetual_motionTitle: Unorganized Snapshots of Prep School Life: Dating Woes [22/24]
Author: Perpetual Motion
Fandom: Law & Order [Manhattan Prep universe]
Rating: PG
Pairing: Ed/Lupo, Jack/Mike Cutter, Mike/Connie
Summary: Jack's back, and so's the angst
Disclaimer: Bullshit and lies. As always.
Author's Note: As per the usual, some credit for this goes to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
amazonqueenkate, who was chatting with me when I laid down the basics. Mike Cutter, in high school, was probably an awkward kid, and the only person who really got him was his mock trial coach, Mr. McCoy. If you're not connecting the dots yet, you may want to get off the trolley. In short: High School AU, because it can be done.
Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five Part Six Part Seven Part Eight Part Nine Part Ten Part Eleven Part Twelve Part Thirteen Part Fourteen Part Fifteen Part Sixteen Part Seventeen Part Eighteen Part Nineteen Part Twenty Part Twenty-One
Being Ed’s boyfriend is weird. People keep looking at Lupo like he’s going to do a trick, and he wonders if he looks different. It’s probably just that Ed always holds his hand now, but Lupo can’t help but check his shirt for stains.
“Relax, Lupe,” Ed says with a smile. “They’re just jealous.”
“Yeah, right,” Lupo says, because he knows they’re not so much jealous of him as mad that he’s taken Ed off the market.
“You are such a bitch,” some girl with long curly hair tells him one day during Munch’s history rant. “Everyone’s wanted him forever.”
“I’ve heard,” is all Lupo can manage around the amazing amount of uncomfortableness that’s building in his ribcage.
“If you don’t mind,” Munch says coldly from the front of the room, his eyes squarely on Lupo. “Some of us are paid to be useful.”
The uncomfortableness turns into a blush, and Lupo doesn’t look up from his textbook for the rest of the class.
Ed meets him at the door, grinning and reaching for his hand. “Hey.”
Lupo tucks his hands into his pockets. “Hey.”
“You okay?”
“Sure.”
“Uh-huh,” Ed says, and bumps Lupo’s shoulder with his. “What’s up?”
“Nothing.”
Ed grabs Lupo’s sleeve and pulls him to the side of the hallway. “Okay, we’re not gonna do this.”
“Do what?” Lupo stares at the tiles and listens as the hall empties out.
“This. Where something happens and you get all quiet and creepy.” Ed shakes Lupo’s arm for emphasis, and smiles when Lupo looks at him. “Come on. What’s up?”
“It’s weird.”
Ed counts to ten, and then twenty, and he finally gives up on getting more when he hits forty-seven. “”What’s weird?”
“I’ve never been anyone’s boyfriend.” Lupo flushes and drops his eyes to stare at his shoes. “It’s just, it’s really weird.” Lupo looks up again when Ed doesn’t say anything for a while. “We’re late for class.” He tries to walk away, but Ed holds out an arm to stop him.
“Who’s the hall monitor this period?”
“Headmistress Van Buren always takes the period before lunch.”
That complicates things, and Ed considers places to hide. “Come on.” He pulls Lupo into the nearest bathroom and checks under all the stall doors. “Okay. This’ll work.” He looks at Lupo again, and isn’t surprised to find Lupo staring at the tiles. “Talk to me, man. I can’t reassure you if you won’t say anything.”
“I don’t want to be reassured!” Lupo says with the sudden anger Ed was expecting. Lupo usually gets suddenly angry when Ed pushes him to have conversations that make him uncomfortable. “I wanna be your boyfriend, but I don’t wanna be your boyfriend, you know?”
Ed doesn’t, not really, but he’s willing to take a guess. “You wanna, what? Be with me and not get stared at?”
“I don’t care about that.” Lupo glances at Ed and looks away again. “I just want people to stop acting like it’s weird.”
“Who’s acting like it’s weird?” Ed doesn’t even bother to count this time. He knows he won’t get a straight answer. Lupo will make a few noises and mutter and try to change the subject.
“We’re late.”
“So?” Ed moves in close to Lupo and headbutts his lightly. “Like Van Buren would come in the boys’ bathroom.”
“She has before.”
“Well, shit.” Ed grins when Lupo laughs a little. “Better get out, then.” He grabs Lupo’s hand before he can step out of reach. “Fuck ‘em, Lup.”
“Okay,” Lupo says, but it’s not convincing at all.
Ed squeezes Lupo’s hand to make him look at him. “Fuck ‘em.” He says more deliberately. “You’re my boyfriend. That’s not gonna change, all right?”
“Yeah,” Lupo says. The shy smile that’s pressing the left side of his mouth helps bolster the almost-conviction in his voice. “Okay.”
Part Twenty-Three
Author: Perpetual Motion
Fandom: Law & Order [Manhattan Prep universe]
Rating: PG
Pairing: Ed/Lupo, Jack/Mike Cutter, Mike/Connie
Summary: Jack's back, and so's the angst
Disclaimer: Bullshit and lies. As always.
Author's Note: As per the usual, some credit for this goes to
amazonqueenkate, who was chatting with me when I laid down the basics. Mike Cutter, in high school, was probably an awkward kid, and the only person who really got him was his mock trial coach, Mr. McCoy. If you're not connecting the dots yet, you may want to get off the trolley. In short: High School AU, because it can be done.Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five Part Six Part Seven Part Eight Part Nine Part Ten Part Eleven Part Twelve Part Thirteen Part Fourteen Part Fifteen Part Sixteen Part Seventeen Part Eighteen Part Nineteen Part Twenty Part Twenty-One
Being Ed’s boyfriend is weird. People keep looking at Lupo like he’s going to do a trick, and he wonders if he looks different. It’s probably just that Ed always holds his hand now, but Lupo can’t help but check his shirt for stains.
“Relax, Lupe,” Ed says with a smile. “They’re just jealous.”
“Yeah, right,” Lupo says, because he knows they’re not so much jealous of him as mad that he’s taken Ed off the market.
“You are such a bitch,” some girl with long curly hair tells him one day during Munch’s history rant. “Everyone’s wanted him forever.”
“I’ve heard,” is all Lupo can manage around the amazing amount of uncomfortableness that’s building in his ribcage.
“If you don’t mind,” Munch says coldly from the front of the room, his eyes squarely on Lupo. “Some of us are paid to be useful.”
The uncomfortableness turns into a blush, and Lupo doesn’t look up from his textbook for the rest of the class.
Ed meets him at the door, grinning and reaching for his hand. “Hey.”
Lupo tucks his hands into his pockets. “Hey.”
“You okay?”
“Sure.”
“Uh-huh,” Ed says, and bumps Lupo’s shoulder with his. “What’s up?”
“Nothing.”
Ed grabs Lupo’s sleeve and pulls him to the side of the hallway. “Okay, we’re not gonna do this.”
“Do what?” Lupo stares at the tiles and listens as the hall empties out.
“This. Where something happens and you get all quiet and creepy.” Ed shakes Lupo’s arm for emphasis, and smiles when Lupo looks at him. “Come on. What’s up?”
“It’s weird.”
Ed counts to ten, and then twenty, and he finally gives up on getting more when he hits forty-seven. “”What’s weird?”
“I’ve never been anyone’s boyfriend.” Lupo flushes and drops his eyes to stare at his shoes. “It’s just, it’s really weird.” Lupo looks up again when Ed doesn’t say anything for a while. “We’re late for class.” He tries to walk away, but Ed holds out an arm to stop him.
“Who’s the hall monitor this period?”
“Headmistress Van Buren always takes the period before lunch.”
That complicates things, and Ed considers places to hide. “Come on.” He pulls Lupo into the nearest bathroom and checks under all the stall doors. “Okay. This’ll work.” He looks at Lupo again, and isn’t surprised to find Lupo staring at the tiles. “Talk to me, man. I can’t reassure you if you won’t say anything.”
“I don’t want to be reassured!” Lupo says with the sudden anger Ed was expecting. Lupo usually gets suddenly angry when Ed pushes him to have conversations that make him uncomfortable. “I wanna be your boyfriend, but I don’t wanna be your boyfriend, you know?”
Ed doesn’t, not really, but he’s willing to take a guess. “You wanna, what? Be with me and not get stared at?”
“I don’t care about that.” Lupo glances at Ed and looks away again. “I just want people to stop acting like it’s weird.”
“Who’s acting like it’s weird?” Ed doesn’t even bother to count this time. He knows he won’t get a straight answer. Lupo will make a few noises and mutter and try to change the subject.
“We’re late.”
“So?” Ed moves in close to Lupo and headbutts his lightly. “Like Van Buren would come in the boys’ bathroom.”
“She has before.”
“Well, shit.” Ed grins when Lupo laughs a little. “Better get out, then.” He grabs Lupo’s hand before he can step out of reach. “Fuck ‘em, Lup.”
“Okay,” Lupo says, but it’s not convincing at all.
Ed squeezes Lupo’s hand to make him look at him. “Fuck ‘em.” He says more deliberately. “You’re my boyfriend. That’s not gonna change, all right?”
“Yeah,” Lupo says. The shy smile that’s pressing the left side of his mouth helps bolster the almost-conviction in his voice. “Okay.”
Part Twenty-Three
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on 2008-08-05 05:07 am (UTC)Aww ... poor Lupo!
And ... "Munch's history rant" ... so perfectly dead-on.
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on 2008-08-05 05:20 am (UTC)And so on and so forth.
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on 2008-08-05 05:37 am (UTC)You capture that.
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on 2008-08-05 05:48 am (UTC)