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carlyinromeTITLE: Driving Ice
RATING: PG-13
FANDOM: Top Gun
PAIRING: Pete “Maverick” Mitchell/Tom “Iceman” Kazansky
SUMMARY: Ice gives Maverick driving lessons.
AUTHOR’S NOTES: Written for
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dailyfics prompt #8, eyes (See my full table here).“Jesus Christ, keep your eyes on the road. You’re going to get us killed.”
Maverick rolled his eyes, so technically his eyes were on the ceiling, not the road, but he faced the windshield so at least Ice would think he was paying attention.
“I do know how to drive, you know,” Maverick said.
“You know how to drive a motorcycle,” Ice said. “This is not a motorcycle.”
“The same rules of the road apply,” Maverick said, turning the steering wheel, rounding Ice’s little Fiat around a curve.
Ice tightened his seatbelt. “I don’t know why I agreed to do this.”
Maverick rolled his eyes again. “You’re a humanitarian. Also, you’re too much of a chicken to ride bitch on my bike.”
Maverick could feel Ice’s eyes boring holes into the back of his head.
“I would advise you,” Ice said coldly, quietly, “not to call me ‘bitch.’”
Maverick started to explain that that wasn’t what he’d meant, but if he did, Ice might realize that Maverick had called him chicken, and that might be worse.
“Yes, dear,” he said instead.
Maverick rolled his eyes, so technically his eyes were on the ceiling, not the road, but he faced the windshield so at least Ice would think he was paying attention.
“I do know how to drive, you know,” Maverick said.
“You know how to drive a motorcycle,” Ice said. “This is not a motorcycle.”
“The same rules of the road apply,” Maverick said, turning the steering wheel, rounding Ice’s little Fiat around a curve.
Ice tightened his seatbelt. “I don’t know why I agreed to do this.”
Maverick rolled his eyes again. “You’re a humanitarian. Also, you’re too much of a chicken to ride bitch on my bike.”
Maverick could feel Ice’s eyes boring holes into the back of his head.
“I would advise you,” Ice said coldly, quietly, “not to call me ‘bitch.’”
Maverick started to explain that that wasn’t what he’d meant, but if he did, Ice might realize that Maverick had called him chicken, and that might be worse.
“Yes, dear,” he said instead.
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Date: 2012-02-20 09:54 pm (UTC)Open mouth, insert foot. Chew vigorously.
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Date: 2012-02-21 03:21 am (UTC)Yeah, I feel that sums up Maverick's social graces quite well.
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Date: 2012-02-20 11:25 pm (UTC)DAMN, do I love this.
Maverick rolled his eyes again. “You’re a humanitarian. Also, you’re too much of a chicken to ride bitch on my bike.”
Maverick could feel Ice’s eyes boring holes into the back of his head.
“I would advise you,” Ice said coldly, quietly, “not to call me ‘bitch.’”
OH SHIT MAV RUN. Seriously though. We've discussed how much of a sexy motherfucker Pissedoff!Ice is, right?
You've got their voices, that interesting cadence to their speech patterns, down cold and, god, does reading these brighten my day. :)
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Date: 2012-02-21 03:23 am (UTC)SO MUCH POWER IN <200 WORDS.
Oh, God, Pissed Off!Ice is my favorite. The more time I devote to thinking about it, the rougher the leather prompt is on poor Maverick.
Thanks, sweetie! I hope your day did not require too much brightening. :D
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Date: 2012-02-21 03:34 am (UTC)You tease. I suppose I deserve this. But lordy. You realize that fill will probably actually kill me? I'll have a heart attack. I already know it.