Title : Caught Unawares
Fandom : Leverage
Characters : Eliot & Hardison
Rating : PG-13
Written for the prompt : Author's choice, any, dancing to YMCA
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Caught Unawares
Eliot had caught Hardison in a number of compromising positions in the time they've known each other. And no, neither them ever want to mention Star Wars or light sabers again thank you very much.
Then of course, there had been the time Hardison had tried baking a cake. After all, he figured it couldn't be that hard, Eliot cooks and bakes all the time, right? Except Hardison had firstly made a huge mess because it was nowhere near as easy as he thought and then he'd slipped it in the oven and wandered off. It wasn't really his fault that he'd been distracted by World of Warcraft until both the kitchen and the rest of the apartment was filled with smoke, the smoke alarms were blaring, the cake was nothing but a burned crisp of charcoal and there was a black smear of smoke damage up the wall behind the oven. It was just typical that it would be Eliot who was first on the scene – too literally as Hardison hadn't registered any of the above as he'd been right in the middle of a particularly crucial . . . Yeah, that didn't get by Eliot either.
Another time there had been the yoga incident, which, if you ask Hardison, was Eliot's fault anyway. He was the one to say Hardison wasn't fit enough and that being supple when one was younger was essential if he didn't want to freeze up completely before he was thirty. He'd actually made it sound frightening enough that it had pinged all of Hardison's self-preservation instincts and he'd taken up yoga. That was great until half way through the first session with a bought DVD, he'd twinged something in his back and got completely stuck. Thankfully Eliot hasn't worked out how he managed to call, but they both know that he was the one most likely to be able to untwinge whatever has got stuck which he did, just before starting on teasing Hardison mercilessly. That is something he is still taking great pleasure in, to Hardison's disgust.
So right now and walking in on Hardison dancing to YMCA is not the worst thing that's ever happened. Walking in and finding that Hardison is getting the moves wrong, however, is hilarious and Eliot is glad that he had finally figured out how to use the camera on his phone without Hardison needing to walk him through it. Seriously CYAM – how can anyone be that incompetent that they even get the letters in the wrong order. If it weren't Hardison, Eliot would have thought it was deliberate.
A sudden and unexpected shimmy, leap and turn and Hardison stops mid-M as he realizes he has an audience. If the video alone hadn't been good enough, catching the look on Hardison's face now is priceless!