Title: Interlude
Author: Dingo
Disclaimer: Unless I suddenly sprouted extra body parts and became a huge conglomeration based around children's TV shows, I don't own any characters mentioned within.
NB: …I really don't know where this came from.
"You know what would be fucking hot?" Dustin questioned suddenly from his position lying on Hunter's stomach.
Hunter raised an eyebrow, and put down his magazine. Dustin didn't swear, as a rule. "What, babe?"
"You and Cam."
There was silence for a moment.
"Me and Cam."
Dustin nearly bounced out of sheer excitement. Hunter hadn't sounded disgusted or incredulous or anything bad. He actually sounded like he was considering the idea. He propped himself up (strategically ignoring the pained sound Hunter made after using his stomach as a prop) to look Hunter in the face.
Hunter returned the look.
Dustin lifted an eyebrow.
Hunter looked at him.
Dustin widened his eyes.
Hunter looked at him.
"Yes you and Cam!" Dustin exploded. "I think it'd be hot. Beyond hell. And the Sahara."
"Do you mean a one-time thing or a permanent position?" Hunter questioned.
Dustin fidgeted.
"You haven't thought this through, have you?" Hunter asked.
"Not down to every last detail, dude, no."
Hunter picked up his magazine and roughly thumbed his way through it, trying to find the article he had been reading.
"Present me with this idea of yours when you've planned it."
"Present like with PowerPoint? Or will a speech do?"