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It's Complicated: But sexy!

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i know you guys are enjoying this meme and i appreciate that but please can you put the SUBJECT HEADER on your prompt. you would REALLY be helping me out if you could do that. it just saves time for me when i'm trying to tag everything in delicious.

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[RPF] Andrew/Jesse, AU

Jesse had a twin brother he hasn't seen since their parents got divorced when they were five. When his brother dies Jesse decides to visit the place where he lived in a small town in England. There he meets Andrew who knew his brother and faints the first time he sees Jesse (dude weren't you DEAD or something?).

Andrew and Jesse start a lovely romance. The only problem is when Jesse finds out that Andrew had feelings for his brother, and now he wonders if Andrew is in love with Jesse or the dead twin.

Re: [RPF] Andrew/Jesse, AU

I think I'm going to try this.

FILL: Andrew/Jesse AU 1/?

Dark clouds roll over the sky, catapulting themselves in front of the sun in a manner fitting the morbid occasion. But Jesse isn't amused by the sky's antics, he's distracted by the fact that he can't find his brother's damn gravestone.

Jesse's in a foreign country, that should be excuse enough for any failure in direction. But in addition to that, there are probably hundreds of graves dug and filled on the grassy field. A name is inscribed on each one, but is only visible when the reader is within ten feet of the stone. And to make it doubly worse, this cemetery is severely lacking in any sense of organization or maps. Severely disappointing.

There's a tug on his mind, a ripple in his brain, the thought that maybe this is all just a subconscious ploy to prolong the part of his life in which Jesse isn't standing on the ground covering his dead twin. But this far into the gravestone-search, Jesse is frustrated to the point where he would rather his brother's corpse be stricken with a virus to animate him into zombiehood and make Jesse's path more clear. No, that was a joke, he doesn't want that at all. In fact, if he wants anything, it's for his dead brother to have never existed at all. No, that's not true either. Jesse doesn't know what he wants, he doesn't know how to handle the situation. Which is why his therapist sent him here, to figure out how the hell he feels about the fact that his twin brother is dead. The twin brother that Jesse has never really met at a reasonable age, who was estranged to the point of a distant memory, but who has now plunged himself back in Jesse's life due to his death.

So, yeah. Things are pretty complicated without his directional impairs.

"Do you need any help?" A throaty voice, originating somewhere behind Jesse, calls out over the expanse of the cemetery. Jesse thinks for a moment, debating whether or not to accept help from a stranger on a stormy day in a graveyard, before turning around.

Jesse's eyes immediately spot the source of the voice. A lanky English boy, dressed in plaid and jeans, who looks like he might be nineteen tops, is standing twenty feet away with his mouth agape. "Louis?" the boy asks, taking two steps forward in eager joy before a more thought-out step back in fear.

"Um," Jesse begins. But the boy, his face stricken with terror, trips over a rock and...no he doesn't trip, he faints. Falls right to the ground.

Jesse, shocked by the reaction and scared for the kid's life, rushes over and crouches over the body. He checks the pulse, that's on the wrist right? Yes, his wrist is beating at a rate that seems normal. And then, breathing. Is he breathing? Jesse isn't certified in CPR, he's never handled an unconscious person before, he has absolutely no idea what he's doing. But for whatever reason, he figures he might as well go for mouth-to-mouth.

And that's how, ten seconds later, Andrew's eyes flutter open to the sight of Jesse's head looming over his own, lips a few millimeters away, eyes tight shut. There is a yelp and a scream and a few moments of dishevelment until finally the two men are standing a few safe feet away from each other glancing at the ground.

"Louis is my twin brother," Jesse clarifies, a bit late.

"Yeah. I was about to say, weren't you dead or something?" Andrew chuckles, dispelling the awkwardness in a way Jesse could never hope to duplicate. "I'm Andrew."

"Jesse." They shake hands, Jesse can't help but notice that Andrew's grip is firm and intentional and kind of sends something down Jesse's spine. He doesn't know what. "So you knew Louis?" he asks quickly, desperate for a distraction from Andrew's hand.

"Yeah, yeah." It's a less hurried response. "I didn't know him all that well, but it's a small town, and it was a big tragedy. You know, for a small town."

"I, I don't think I'm going to um, visit Louis today," Jesse admits, toeing the ground anxiously. The idea of mourning is almost completely drilled out of his mind, despite the fact that he's standing amidst the dead.

"Do you want to get something to eat? I live here, so, I know the cafes and all that," Andrew offers with a shrug and a smile.

"Yeah, yeah that sounds good." Jesse does his best to quiet his thumping heart.

Re: FILL: Andrew/Jesse AU 1/?

Great start, can't wait for more. :))

FILL: Andrew/Jesse AU 2/?

Jesse wakes up to a beam of light glaring at him through parted curtains. The sun is brighter on a rainy day in this quaint village than it is on the hottest in New York. Smog.

The sun is his first realization. The alien bedroom is his second. Jesse is shirtless, curled up against cream-colored sheets, the comforter kicked to the foot of the bed. Jeans still cling to his legs, the denim rubbing against his pale skin. But he's alone, joined only by the piles of books lining the walls. Jesse offers a groggy moan to the room and gets no response in turn.

"Andrew?" he calls, a hint of urgency somehow worming itself into the question. And that's when the headache hits him, slaps him in the face with a sudden piercing pain. Jesse can do nothing but fall back on the pillows strewn across the unfamiliar bed. The unending thirst begins to overcome him, and yet he can feel saliva pushing at the edge of his mouth. Jesse's never been so hungover in his life.

There's a knock on the door, the wood seems to splinter with the intensity of the soft rap of knuckles. "Jesse, are you decent?" Andrew's voice trickles through the wood, not nearly as painful to Jesse's ears.

"Yes," he cries out weakly, craning his neck to get a better look at the doorway. Sure enough, a brightly smiling Andrew appears but a moment later, a glass of orange juice in hand. Jesse finds himself experiencing the same squirming sensation as in the graveyard. But this time his dead brother is nowhere in sight, and but a distant thought in Jesse's mind.

"You sure drank a lot last night," Andrew comments good-naturedly, a safe but polite distance away from the bed.

"Which is probably why I don't remember anything," Jesse admits, a nervous blush making its way onto his cheeks. He's never had a high tolerance for alcohol, but he's never gotten flat-out drunk before either. Much less while thousands of miles away from his home.

"Well, I- uh. I took you home," Andrew says anxiously. "I would have, I would have taken you to your hotel of course. But you, I couldn't, I couldn't get an address out of you. So I took you here, and gave you the bed of course. I took the, uh, the couch. But I guess, I guess I should have taken you somewhere else. It was, poor of me to, uh. I'm sorry."

"No, no it's fine. I mean, thank you," Jesse stammers, his face becoming warm with the realization that Andrew was being much too nice to him. Taking Jesse to his own home rather than dumping him at a bus stop or some other insensitive location, which is what Jesse would have done. It takes a few of Andrew's "it's no problem at all, I swear"s for Jesse to lie back down on the mattress (the mattress of guilt). He takes a cautious sip of orange juice, anxious to avoid further conversation. The acidity tastes strange on his tongue, but the hydration is worth it as he continues to gulp.
"I don't want to rush you or anything, but I have to be at work in an hour. I called in and told them I'd be late, but I'm afraid I do have to go," Andrew says, biting the underneath of his lip.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry," Jesse says, immediately rising up from the sheets and shuffling toward the door.

"You're welcome to stay here, if you like," Andrew calls out, interfering with Jesse's deliberate beeline for the hallway. "Just for the day. Oh god, that's weird isn't it? Asking a stranger to- yeah. Sorry. I," he chuckles softly. "I'm really bad at this."

"Um, no, I'd love to, I'd love to stay," Jesse confesses. Andrew smiles his big, somewhat-crooked grin, before nodding in a fake seriousness.

"Yes, yes, very well then," Andrew begins. "Let me show you around."


(okay that was some modest build-up, it'll be juicy next time)

Re: FILL: Andrew/Jesse AU 2/?

aww, very cute. :B

Re: FILL: Andrew/Jesse AU 2/?

Oh, this is wonderful :)) I can't wait for more.