I have been taking small prompts and filling them for various fandoms for a while now on tumblr and AO3, little ficlets that were too small to really justify posting on their own. So I'm going to try to keep up with them on this account now too!

Wondering Why We're Here
Chapter One: Grimmons: "Please Don't Do This"

"Please don't do this."

The look on Grif's face was… well, it was certainly a look Donut hadn't seen the man have before. And please was certainly something Donut hadn't heard from Grif before unless he was being forced by Sarge. Or humiliation.

"I'm doing this for your own good, the message must be aired," Donut said, curling more against the wall so if Grif actually tried to reach over the locker he still couldn't grab Donut's leg.

"No, it really fucking doesn't!" Grif snapped.

"You confided in me because you wanted my romantic wisdom!" Donut defended. "Continue to have that trust now."

"One, it wasn't confiding, it was drunk blathering," Grif began listing off on his fingers. "Two, I don't trust you because of things like this. And because I hate you. Three, give me my goddamn phone!"

"You're the one that poured your soul out in text form, Grif!" Donut cried, shuffling closer to the wall as Grif took the unprecedented step of actually taking a step toward him. "I'm only doing this for your own good!"

"If drunk me was smart enough to not send it, what the fuck makes you think rational me wants to send it!?" Grif screamed, actually pressing against the locker and reaching up. "Give me the phone, Donut!"

"NO!" Donut cried out. He let out a wail as Grif's fingers actually brushed against his leg. "I have to send it! It's for LOVE!"

"NO IT'S NOT!" Grif roared back.

They both paused as they heard the locker room door open. They looked to Simmons staring at them, hands already in the air.

"What the fuck are you two doing!?" he demanded.

Grif could not have been any redder in the face, so Donut didn't feel even slightly bad when Simmon's phone went off in his pocket and the third Red Team member looked down to it.

"Goddammit, Donut."