I accidentally wrote this... Political OTP now.
Late at night, in Parliament House, Canberra, a lone light shines in a boardroom.
"We agree on the boats, right," Abbot said, wearily rubbing his eyes. "Australia hates boats."
Rudd removes his glasses and rubs his eyes too. "Surely, Tony," he says, "Surely after all this time, there's something else we can agree on. It's late, we've eaten all the pizza and I just want to go to bed."
Abbot sighs, his hand awkwardly brushing Rudd's on the tabletop, resting next to his on the bill of equal marriage rights. Rudd lifts his face, focuses wearily on Abbot's face. "I'm just so tired, Tone. Tired of fighting this, tired of fighting you..."
Abbot lifts his hand a little, brushes his way up Rudd's forearm.
"You don't have to fight me any more, Rudd. Not here, not now." Abbot stalls Rudd's hand as it rises to bring his glasses back onto his face. "We can do this the easy way..." he starts, and Rudd gulps heavily.
Rudd feels the stent in his chest working overtime and he meets Abbot's eyes again. Abbot's calloused hand slips into his and before he can really object, the opposition leader has pushed his chair back, brushed the paperwork off the table and is holding him in place with nothing more than a piercing gaze.
Unable to resist, the Prime Minister pushes Abbot back onto the table behind him. Abbot scoots back willingly and Rudd stands between his parted thighs.
"I always knew it would end like this," Rudd says, a little more colour to his voice, as he brings his mouth to meet that of the best friend and worst enemy he ever had.
I'm so sorry. So sorry. No offence actually intended. I don't know why this happened.
If you're not following Australian politics, I feel bad for you son, we had two Labour Prime Ministers and none of them won.