Disclaimer: I do not own Night at the Museum. If I did, I would have far too much fun.
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Tonight was his chance.
The entire museum's inhabitants were currently crowded in the front hall, watching their weekly Friday night movie. To Jed's delight, it was his turn to pick the film this week, and he so appropriately chose Brokeback Mountain. The partnership of the movie and the fact that he was sitting so close to Octavius in their remote-controlled car was not of mere coincidence.
Jedediah carefully, silently, raised an arm over his head. He nearly flinched once he heard the rustle of fabric, but continued nonetheless. He was going to put an arm around Octavius tonight, no matter what happened.
And then his arm hit something.
And he stopped. And looked at Octavius for the first time that night.
Octavius' own arm was raised, as well, and a pink tinge adorned the Roman general's face. He had been caught in the act.
Well, this would be slightly problematic.
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A/N: This is my first really, really short story. 150 words, because I have trouble writing 100-word fics for some odd reason. *lefail*
Anyway, this is my way of making fun of the fact that in Jed/Octavius, no one can seem to decide who is dominant (seme) and who is not (uke). xD Yeeaaah.