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F: After Hours
Fandom: FAKE
Pairing: Drake/JJ
Warnings: None
Rating: G
Summary: JJ, being merciful. For![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
fic_on_demand.
"Hey. Thought you could use a pick-me-up."
"Wuh -- oh, JJ. Hi." Drake sat back in his seat, stretching. The printed words had already started to blur anyway. "What've you got?"
JJ stirred the papers around a bit before he found the mat to put the hot mug down on. He grinned ruefully. "Only hot chocolate. There's no coffee left, and chocolate's more comforting than tea..."
"Hot chocolate's fine. How come you're still around?"
JJ pulled out his seat and fell into it less than gracefully. He shrugged. "You are, aren't you?"
"I suppose," Drake said. He couldn't help but smile.
Pairing: Drake/JJ
Warnings: None
Rating: G
Summary: JJ, being merciful. For
fic_on_demand."Hey. Thought you could use a pick-me-up."
"Wuh -- oh, JJ. Hi." Drake sat back in his seat, stretching. The printed words had already started to blur anyway. "What've you got?"
JJ stirred the papers around a bit before he found the mat to put the hot mug down on. He grinned ruefully. "Only hot chocolate. There's no coffee left, and chocolate's more comforting than tea..."
"Hot chocolate's fine. How come you're still around?"
JJ pulled out his seat and fell into it less than gracefully. He shrugged. "You are, aren't you?"
"I suppose," Drake said. He couldn't help but smile.