Disclaimer: Definitely not claiming this one!
Summary: Trash TV
AN: Blame Ren. It's all her fault for thinking the guy on this super scary TV show is hot. And for me telling her they slashed it, and then her for telling me she slashed Tommy and one of the characters. It was the next natural step. So, basically it's a run down of our argument except we didn't quite have the same ending.
"What are you watching?" Jason asked as he slumped down onto the sofa next to Tommy.
Dancing around on the screen were two men and some weird girl with pink hair. Jason couldn't hold in his shudder. This was something seriously disturbing. One very latexed guy in stripy purple trousers and a chin that reminded him oddly of Jim Carrey. Another in blue with a horrible fake moustache that just screamed "defaced magazine article". And the girl; with fake pink hair and an even faker smile. She was one of those.
"LazyTown," Tommy answered succinctly before bouncing along to the music coming from the television set. It was catchy, Jason though absently, in the same way elevator music was catchy.
He reached across and hit the power button on the remote, "Hey! Why'd'ya do that Jase? I was watching that!"
"Tommy, it's trash. Scary trash. Scary trash for seven year olds. You should not be watching this!"
"But I wanna, it's good. The music's catchy and it promotes exercise so you can't complain. Beside's, the guy in blue, Sportacus, he's cute. Well, under the moustache at any rate." He smirked up at his boyfriend and re-hit the power button to bring back his show.
Disgusted Jason threw up his hands and stalked off. "Fine, you think he's cute, you make out with him then instead of me in thefuture." He pouted and headed out to the kitchen. That showed scared him. The fact Tommy watched it and liked it, that was even scarier.
He grabbed a glass from the cabinet over the counter and had just placed it down when he felt a pair of arms encircle him from behind. He remained stiff and unwilling as Tommy began running circles over his stomach.
"Come on, Jase, I didn't meant to upset you. Please, just come watch it with me. You don't have to like it, just stay quiet, wait and let me watch and I promise you it's not that actor I wanna be making out with." He pressed a kiss to the nape of Jason's neck, knowing he'd won out.
Jason just finished pouring his orange juice before turning in the circle Tommy held around him. "Fine, I'll wait."
"Good!" Tommy bounced back off into the living room to finish watching the show, unseeing of Jason's smirk.
He was just getting back into the show, bouncing along to another of the songs as he felt the sofa sink beside him. At first he ignored it. Then he felt a hand running up his thigh. Again, he ignored it. Unfortunately he was unable to ignore the lips sucking gently at his neck as the hand ran its way up under his t-shirt.
"Hey!" He squirmed away trying to extract Jason, "I thought you said you'd wait until the show was over."
"I did," Jason breathed keeping his eyes averted from the disturbing children's show, "But I never said I'd wait patiently."
All. Ren's. Fault.
