[fic: Live Free or Die Hard] Accustomed

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Title: Accustomed
Word Count: 400ish
Rating/Pairing/Fandom: G, John/Matt (Live Free or Die Hard)
Disclaimer: Not mine, not making money.

Summary: Schmoopy schmoop. Matt being adorable, and tired.

Sun, Matt thought, squinting. Ow. He untangled himself from the sheets and wiggled and tugged until some shorts were vaguely on his hips. A shirt felt too complicated. He attempted a multisyllabic word.

Coffee, Matt thought.

He followed his nose to the kitchen and slid his hand across John's back on the way to the coffeemaker.

"Nngh," John grunts an amused good morning.

"Mmph," Matt replied. He took a careful sip. "Mmm," coffee. He sighed in caffinated fulfillment, scratched his stomach, and wandered over to his computer without really having his eyes open.

Internet, he sighed happily, and squinted at his email through sleep gunk. John wandered by, dropped a kiss into his hair, and was checking his gun getting ready to go out the door.

A nice easy morning.

Which is of course when their street explodes; leading to a series of unfortunate events that includes a motorcycle, an airplane, a tank, a stadium, the entire New York Stock Exchange being held for ransom, and a very confused buffalo.

"Bull. Shit," Matt says in dismay, holding his ex-favorite portable keyboard with the very tips of his fingers. John takes it from him matter-of-fact-ly and chucks the stinky mess into a nearby dumpster.

"You have more," John says. They limp a-ways to a clean section of cement and carefully sit down. The stadium burns merrily in the distance, the buffalo still out cold. Their shoulders lightly touching, concerned for each other's injuries, careful, careful. Matt slowly lets his head rest on the round of John's shoulder. Lets out a breath.

"Hey, don't go to sleep now." John keeps his voice low, soothing.

"I know. Concussion." Matt breathes carefully, and John hopes he didn't inhale too much smoke.

At that, John resettles his weight a little with a grunt, and curls his arm around to rest on Matt's waist. It was sweaty and grungy but Matt didn't seem to care. He plays at the edges of Matt's shirt for a bit.

"You know," Matt says, smile on his voice, "I probably should be worried at how normal this feels." John checks to see that Matt's eyes are still open and focused. Good. There were sirens off in the distance, but the backup'll take awhile to get to them with the flooded streets.

Eh. John thinks. "You get used to it," he says out loud.

Matt shakes with laughter and John holds him tighter to give him support and hopes Matt's ribs didn't hurt too much. John lets his mouth quirk in a smile. Lightly touches his head to Matt's.

There's a muffled boom as something in the stadium collapses.

They watch the sun come up.

[crossposted to hard4brains]

Comments

[kintail.livejournal.com]

eeeeeee... I grinned all the way through that!

Excellent way to wake up. Or it would have been if I wasn't already awake at 8:30 am "just in case" and sure enough got a phone call *before nine* asking to set up a job interview. Which, yay! but really, it's kinda mean to call an unemployed person before 9 am and expect them to demonstrate the employability of their phone skills.

Which is to say, I'm not really awake at all, just faking it, but I loved this very much. I love how it is so meta and everyday and it's not the action-plot details that matter, only how they think and interact with each other.

In short, good morning to you too!

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::glomps:: and a good morning! =D I'm very glad you liked it and got so much from it...with luck I think I'd be able to finish more from the same universe. ^_^

[jekesta]

Hello:) I've friended you, hoping you won't mind.

THIS IS SO BEAUTIFUL. I love the way you write die hard, you write everything I want from die hard fic. Oh. The last two lines are wonderful and make me very happy. As does John checking Matt's eyes and the gentle touching and EVERYTHING. :):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):) *MUCH LOVE*

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::grins:: nope, don't mind at all.

And...heeeee, yeah, I just, I try to keep things playful. There is angst a-plenty and it's very compelling, but ohhh, I LOVE the movies for their playfulness so I try to put that in my fic.

Well, also I adore crack and whimsy and can't help it if it ends up everywhere. XD

I'm so glad you like. ^__^

[viciouscats.livejournal.com]

Awww, this is so warm and beautiful. Such a lovely story!

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thank you!

[moonprincessnat.livejournal.com]

So cute! :-) I love how nonchalant they are--both with their relationship and the craziness that surrounds them. Thanks for sharing.

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heee! I really love writing nonchalantness, it really cracks me up. I'm glad you liked it!

[grey-bard.livejournal.com]

"Which is of course when their street explodes; leading to a series of unfortunate events that includes a motorcycle, an airplane, a tank, a stadium, the entire New York Stock Exchange being held for ransom, and a very confused buffalo."

Oh yes. That's the Die Hard spirit to a t in just one tiny compressed package of awesome. I love it!

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=) heeee! thank you. I'm really glad of how that line worked out.

[magicgerbil.livejournal.com]

Heeeeee! Awesome! Just a nice normal afternoon for them. *grin* That poor buffalo.

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yup, it tis. =) I'm glad you liked it!

[apetslife.livejournal.com]

This is absolutely AWESOME. It really nails how it could be with them...normalcy in the middle of an insane world with explosions and floods and, HEE, BUFFALO, AWESOME! I love the way Matt thinks when he's just waking up, and the little touches of how sweet they are with each other. This is just lovely.

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thank you! =)

[niccy07.livejournal.com]

haha. That was great

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thank you! =D

[chase65.livejournal.com]

So very visual and cool. I am worried about the buffalo though.

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thank you! (the buffalo was worried about the buffalo too)

[devo79.livejournal.com]

=)

Ah the buffalo!

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the buffalo =D